I met a man without a face

With knowledge of the human race

He smelt and felt and dealt with grace

Stupid enough to think that he'd seen it all



I saw his eyes as he saw mine

An optimism quite sublime

He furnished words to touch your heart

At least it seemed at the very start



Lay back on me pal I'm here

You won't have nothing to fear



Thought I'd seen those locks before

Tap tapping on a creaking door

I'd let him in at times of war

to take my mind off senseless misery



And as the recognition hit

Mugshots I'd seen began to fit

I said to him you worthless shit

He laughed and cried in a soliloquy