Here they come And where they'll go No one knows As the misery grows On me Low down meIn a year of living foolishly Oh please What does this mean To meCold comes from the eastside Shame comes from the west Put them both together See a life of dark distress One before the other Monumental truth Searching for the real thing In a cold and long pursuitAnd it kills me It's killing me In a year of living foolishly Oh please What does this mean To me Forlorn Hey march onI put my face upon it Then I passed a friend I didn't even notice Tried to comprehend Flying close yet watching As the others dive right inAnd it kills me It's killing me In a year of living foolishly Oh please What does this mean To me Forlorn Hey march on
