Talk:Michael Cane Sugar Cane/@comment-25867149-20150824122315

He's walking where I'm afraid, I don't know I see the firemen jumping from the windows There's panic and I hear somebody scream

He picks up useless paper, and puts it in my pocket I'm trying very hard to keep my fingers clean I can't remember, tell me what's his name?

And all I wanted was a word, a photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word, a photograph to keep

The summer's laughing, it's another broken morning I see a shadow and call out to try and warn him He didn't seem to hear, just turned away

The quiet fellow follows, points his finger straight at you He had to sacrifice his pride, yes and throw it all away

His days are numbered, he walks round and round in circles There is no place he can ever call his own He seems to jump at the sound of the phone

Staring out the window, there's nothing he can ever All he wanted was to remain sane He can't remember his own name

And all I wanted was a word...