Grease, sewat, coffe, faded shipyard pictures

Giant living there I used to know

Author of testosterones scriptures

Where did you go?

Now I remember what he told me that time

Falling from my bike, scraping my knee:

"If you're gonna weep, keep it from sunshine,

so no one sees"

I won't cry - "Above all things boy be a man"

See little boy hiding amongst shadows

Ashamed of tears exposing ancient pain

From the storms predicted by the Tarot:

Pray for the rain

I won't cry - "Above all things boy be a man"