Mister, could you maybe lend a hand?

To help a drowning, starving, soulless man

Whose eyes are blind and feelings all but numb

Whose ears are all so deaf and mouth is dumb



[Chorus:]

This is the way, is the way

I fill your spaces now

It's the way, it's the way

Cause all that's been left for me

Is the fight to fill these empty spaces now



Night is day and day is night again

And all that's eating bites with toothy grins

The pages of my memory torn in twain

Where reconstructing lies could not contain



[Chorus]