Paroles de 16:40AM

Old man, staring outwards Fills his thoughts with contemplation Sitting, soaked in sunlight Staring downwards to the bench beneath him Hey there, what's your name? Crawling up to him, it talks again What are you doing sitting? This ain't no place for kind old men like you Wait for yourself down there, you'll find a way out We'll meet again somewhere, I can feel it in my plumbs Old man, your eyes don't need direct sunlight Staring too long will blind your sight Watch out, I'm just an insect, you nearly stepped on my head I've been outside now waiting for so long What's done is done get up now carry onwards And stop all staring straight into the Sun The light will lead you Run for the light will lead you No need to chase it down my boy