He found a simple way to express himself; he explained it in a
Note And then he settled down to excuse himself with the simple
Words he wrote. And when he came around he was lying down in a
Bed that's not his own And as the doctor signed his bill of
Health these were the words the doctor spoke. He said
"This, this is your life and you can either make the most
Of what you have or you Can throw it all away, but there are
People here who'd give anything just to live another day"
And the patient cried, the doctor sighed as he turned and walked
Away, And he left the patient lying there in the lonely bed he
Made. Somewhere something went missing Still-life static and
Distant Steadily losing its feeling stale eyes stare at the
Ceiling Too much to say with simple words He found a simple way
To express himself and he wrote it in a song About a better
World than the one we have and the path that seems so long It's
Just another way to find the words to say that the hopeless days
Are gone And that you take this life and make the most of it and
Find a meaning all your own. This, this is your life; you can
Accept it or change it if you just make up your mind. Somewhere
Something went missing Still-life static and distant Steadily
Losing its feeling stale eyes stare at the ceiling Too much to
Say with simple words You found yourself; your sight is clearing
The veil is gone. You stand alone.