[Sometimes it’s necessary to put things in a very basic, a very plain way...] Don’t let ’em make you think... (don’t let ’em make you think) ...let ’em think your doubt is disbelief. [....the facts of life...] It’s time you finally listen to the things I have to say. I’ve been talking with no response. It’s time for your attention. Are you ready to listen? Now listen for what you’ve missed every time before. In this conversation with the known unknown. Mouth shut, eyes wide, ready and willing. I’ve let open the skies this very night. I’ll sit and wait while the stars they take their time. Because I’m starved with empty hands, and I’ve been...I’ve been a broken man... I’ve been a broken man. Oh pilot of pilots come fly me home. I’m coming...coming to say goodnight...I’m coming to say. If I have one more day to live, then I have one more day to fight. If I have one more day then that’s one more day to fight...then that’s one more day to fight. [....] Sometimes it’s just too hard to make myself believe...to make myself believe, that you’ll catch me when I fall... that you’ll catch me when I fall. Don’t let ’em make you think...let ’em make you think your doubt is disbelief (...your doubt is disbelief.) Don’t let them make you think your doubt is disbelief. Don’t let them make you think your doubt is disbelief. I’m not about to pretend to be something that I’m not. I’m not about to pretend to be something that I’m not. Because I’m starved with empty hands, and I’ve been...I’ve been a broken man... I’ve been a broken man. Oh pilot of pilots come fly me home. I’m coming...coming to say goodnight...I’m coming to say. Oh pilot of pilots come fly me home. Coming to say goodnight...I’m coming to say. If I have one more day to live...one more day... ["Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away." (James 4:14) Life is indeed fleeting.]
