A Simple Man

Counting the wounds, laying in disgrace
Down on the floor - a simple man

Was it real or fake? Dreams about the light
Captured the blind simple mind

The shades of all the colours of joy
Seem in these eyes to be grey

Standing in the rain
Won't you buy my pain?

Counting the time, nothing seems to change
A smile used to be a simple thing

Can no longer enjoy life, still it's all there in the hand
What about to make it all simply end?

Standing in the rain
Won't you buy my pain?

Wait for the sun to rise and then to burn
Burning the mind even more…
even more…
even more…
even more…