Hours Big Black Hole
Well we were innocent and unafraid—
In uncomplicated carefree days—So aloof
and so blasé when we were young—Life
was so much simpler then—We were surrounded by so many
real men—Who thought
their weakness was a strength—
Oh how wrong they were
I’m gonna tell you something you might
not wanna hear—Gonna tell it straight my dear—It’s the
reason I am here—I’m
gonna tell you something you might not wanna know—Show
you somewhere you
should go—Before you end up in a big black hole
Well I loved you then and I love you
still—I admire your old-fashioned iron will—I can’t stand
here and watch you
go downhill without saying a word—It’s the ancient game
of tug-o-war—The
immovable rock, the unstoppable force—It’s time to cut
the umbilical cord
and stand up on your own
