I thought I met a man. Who said he knew a man. Who knew what was going on. I was mistaken. Only another stranger. That I knew. And I thought I had found a light.
I remember a funny man who used to make us laugh. But the proof of his truth--they cut his life in half. A caustic wit that cut a bit--opinions were too strong.
I thought that I had met a man who said. That he knew a man who knew what was going on. I was mistaken, was only another stranger that I knew. . And I thought that I had found daylight.