Mason Wenham Cradle Pt.1
I'm going away
And I don't feel sorry
Even if I could be somebody
Surrounded by mystery
Waiting for answers
My young body
My old spirit
All these wrong words that you say
Honestly, thay’re killing me
Should I look in the sky
And keep asking my little why?
If you wanna be helpful
Then no-one can help anyone
It’s hard to leave alone
And it’s hard to go along
I'm going away
And I don't feel sorry
Even if I could be somebody