Sold his stuff to a man on the shore Said he wouldn't come no more His feet were bare and his head was uncovered Found a room the size of a cupboard Ah, now he's leaving behind The troubles of his troubled mind This, he is doing out of shame He's failed remembering his name Threw the sword that a wizard had given to him Looked up, was blinded by a sunbeam Clouds seemed to say in the sky "Looks like a good day to die" Ah, now he's leaving behind The troubles of his troubled mind This, he is doing out of shame He's failed remembering his name The troubles of a troubled mind The troubles of a troubled mind The troubles of a troubled mind Ah, troubles of a troubled mind