Passed through the ironwrought park gates
With the sun hanging low overhead.
Would anyone care if I vanished right now?
Would they notice if I was dead?
Sat on a bench and tried to concentrate
Could only stare vacantly out at the lake
Failed to understand the consequences
Of the mistakes that I would make.
Just once
Give me empathy, give me sympathy
Just once
Open your heart to me
Just once
Understand I’m not so different to you,
Different…
Walked by the deserted beachside
Chip wrappers floating in the air
A hollow shell of a former glory
From the tide to the funfair.
And this existential turmoil
Jaded of mind; so tired and worn,
It writhes, it panders in my veins
Sometimes I’d wish I’d not been born.
With the sun hanging low overhead.
Would anyone care if I vanished right now?
Would they notice if I was dead?
Sat on a bench and tried to concentrate
Could only stare vacantly out at the lake
Failed to understand the consequences
Of the mistakes that I would make.
Just once
Give me empathy, give me sympathy
Just once
Open your heart to me
Just once
Understand I’m not so different to you,
Different…
Walked by the deserted beachside
Chip wrappers floating in the air
A hollow shell of a former glory
From the tide to the funfair.
And this existential turmoil
Jaded of mind; so tired and worn,
It writhes, it panders in my veins
Sometimes I’d wish I’d not been born.