Weakened knee joints
Stomach flutters
Shaking elbows
Still demand
That I ask you
For an answer
To the question
Here at hand

Why did he reach out to you just now
Touch your hand and say goodbye?

You can hear him
Breathin’ heavy
With a sound so
Physical
In his blue jeans
He’s bow-legged
And he’s stupid
Like a bull

Why did he reach out to you just now
Touch your hand and say goodbye?
How’s a man supposed to stand up so tall
When he feels that he could die?
Can you hear him?