
Date of issue: 01.11.1989
Song language: English
Billy |
I can recall the warm youth of a summer day, yeah |
The sweetest lemonade, the darkest game arcade |
And Billy had a yearning in the corner of his mind, yeah |
It moved him secretly, it moved him powerfully |
But prescience was lacking and the present was all |
And his aptitudes were carelessly wasted |
And challenging life with the abandon of a fool |
He squandered the hours of his day, yeah |
Then darkness and disorder slapped him sharply in the face, yeah |
It hit him like a friend, struck something deep within |
He couldn’t break the chain of slow decay that seemed to drag him |
Just like a fatal tie, toward the other side |
And Billy was a lunatic just barking at the moon |
And his brain was totally wasted |
He then exchanged his friends for a needle and a spoon |
And he threw his future away, yeah |
Bolt the door and throw away the key, yeah |
Your dim reflection is all that you can see |
So where is the justice when no one is at fault |
And a human life is tragically wasted? |
How fragile is the flame that burns within us all |
To light each passing day, yeah |