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Off He Goes

Know a man
His face seems pulled and tense
Likes he's riding on a motorbike
In the strongest winds
So I approach with tact
Suggest that he should relax
But he's always moving much to fast

Said he'll see me on the flipside
On this trip he's taken for a ride
He's been takin'
Too much on
There he goes
With his perfectly unkept hope
There he goes

He's yet to come back
But I see his picture
It doesn't look the same up on the rack
We go way back

I wonder bout his insides
It's like his thoughts are too big for his size
He's been takin'
Where? I don't know
Off he goes
With his perfectly unkept hope
There he goes

And now I rub my eyes
For he has returned
Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned
For he still smiles
And he's still strong
Nothing's changed but the surrounding bullshir
That has grown

And now he's home
And we're laughing
Like we always did
My same old, same old friend

Until a quarter to ten
I saw the strain creep in
He seems distracted and 
I know just what is going to happen then
Before his first step
He's off again