The Boy

All the things he saw
All the things he mourned
The life forced him to see
A lonely leaf on a big tree

The boy went down the neighborhood
With the water gun and the gum in his mouth
Ashamed, his gun
Ashamed, his gum

The boy had little purple maps
He is the only son, he is the only son
The boy wanted something made of wood
Lipstick-flavored, wine
It's kind of cool

The boy went down the neighborhood
With the little hammer
All he needs to shatter
Threw the bags, threw the beans
Blue shirts off, that no one cleans

All the things he saw
All the things he mourned
The life forced him to see
A lonely leaf on a big tree

He's got a little friend
She's got hair to bend
Life forced him to see
A lonely leaf on a big tree

The boy went to the bar
The boy went too far
Always in the scene
Always in the scene
Everyone followed him

This dust smells different, ah
The lights have all the colors
Hammers are only for the cheaters
Knives only for the bottles

The boy lights a candle
There's only wind, he can now handle
The boy is now a stranger
But she's got a voice like angels
Like an angel
Like angel
Like an angel
Like my dreams with the wine
With the lipstick smell

All the things he saw
All the things he mourned
The life forced him to see
A lonely life on a big tree

He's got a little friend
She's got hair to bend
All I need to do
Touch her with 'his' fingertips

They tried to "broke" her down
Broke her down
Broke her down
He is broken down

I found the boy
I found the boy
I found the boy
I found him when he's playing in the rain
In the rain
Oh, in the rain
Oh, in the rain
I found the boy in the rain
In the rain