The squirrels in his head are going 'round,
And 'round.
He's getting dizzy, he's going down.
Life moves fast, but times are slow,
Should he stay, or should he go?
He and you, but you and him,
The lights upstairs are getting dim.
Unfinished races, broken faces,
Ended songs, rights and wrongs,
The truth and lies, everyone dies,
What would he do in a life without you?
His mind is warped; help him now!
He doesn't know why, he doesn't know how,
But do it fast before he dies,
That way he has time to say goodbye.