You thought that was life, son Well, let me tell you something else You sure picked the wrong ones Every time I came to sell It pulls you deeper, deeper underground The price is much steeper than what you would've found Here... long ago Surrounded like once before And if you can hold your head so high Why can't you look me in the eyes? It comes as no surprise to me You've never learnt a thing at all That's why your pride comes to its fall Don't you see any longer? You know, I can see the forest but the trees are all gone Just like my will it seems the birds, they chose to travel on The wind beneath their wings, it used to give me flight Wherever will I sleep tonight? And if you can hold your head so high Why can't you look me in the eyes? It comes as no surprise to me You've never learnt a thing at all That's why your pride comes to its fall