This man at seventeen

He’s where he wants to be

He got up, now he’s gone

No poetry, no goodbyes

No need to emphasize

Just a void in the dawn

And yet we hear the news,

Some-one with different views

on society cried

The sound of what has been

went to the next station

for this town’ll spit you out

Some want to know why he was to decide

Closing the curtains for good was alright

What was the look in his eyes when he died

Faded to black on a dark winter night

His ashes in the air

to fertilize the soil

and the seeds, they will grow

No poetry, no goodbyes

No need to emphasize

He’s a void in the dawn

Some want to know why he was to decide

Closing the curtains for good was alright

What was the look in his eyes when he died

Faded to black on a dark winter night

I bet your mother never told you what you didn’t know

I bet your father never told you what you didn’t know

I bet your mother never told you what you didn’t know

(I bet ya, I bet ya)

I bet your father never told you what you didn’t know

(I bet ya, I bet ya)

I bet ya