freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again 

feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days 

hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar 

dark grin, he can't help when he's happy looks insane 



even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies 

he don't know, so he chases them away 

someday yet, he'll begin his life again 

life again, life again... 

(forget about him...)



- Pearl Jam