Your mind has changed the world and you're now forty years old
You like to fence in your world and settle down when you're old
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back
You're a beautiful boy with all your little ploys
All you beautiful boys creating multiple plays
You got all you can carry and still feel somehow empty
And your tears are streaming even when you're smiling
You can run from pole to pole and never scratch your soul
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back
Don't ever be afraid to fly
Please never be afraid to cry