Know a man his face seemed pulled and tense Like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds So I approach with tact suggest that he should relax But he's always movin' much too fast Said he'll see me on the flipside On this trip he's taken for a ride He's been takin' too much on There he goes with his perfectly unkept clothes There he goes <♪> He's yet to come back but I've seen his picture It doesn't look the same up on the racks We go way back I wonder 'bout his insides It's like his thoughts are too big for his size He's been taken where I don't know Off he goes with his perfectly unkept hope There he goes <♪> And now I rub my eyes for he has returned Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned For he still smiles and he's still strong Nothing's changed but the surrounding bullshit that has grown And now he's home and we're laughing like we always did My same old, same old friend Until a quarter-to-ten I saw the strain creep in He seems distracted and I know just what is gonna happen next Before his first step he is off again