• Leaden boy with coal-hued eyes walks all by himself
    His shadow walks behind, reluctant to remain in step
    The cattle moo him on, tell him he's not welcome here
    But he never thought to stop for fear he'd disappear

    The wind whispers in his ear and tells him that she knows
    She knows the pain he feels inside, she knows for what he goes
    Away from all that loved him once and all he'd ever known
    And why abandoned he the rainbow that had made him glow

    The rythm of his thumping feet becomes his impetus
    His mantra, keep on moving and be sure you won't be missed
    He drifts into the setting sun over horizon red
    And falls over edge of the world, a gray boy made of lead