Talk with your memory and
Wrestle with the thought
That I am not enough
And when you find
I'm not the guy you thought I was
Would you forgive me?
Or you'll find my body laying in the snow
Delivering a letter to my folks
A comet is a mixture of ice and dust
I'd lie to gain my father's trust
So send me to the great white north
So I'll become a man
Just exist for awhile and do some good
It's just the survival of the best
Find my body laying in the snow
Delivering a letter to my folks
A comet is a mixture of ice and dust
I'd lie to gain my father's trust