On the peak of the sky,
lived a boy so foolish,
he recognized fear,
he's one goal? to avoid it

but a switch turned inside him
for a moment, everything changed
he noticed the sea flowing higher each day
he noticed that the sun's ray, only shone on his way

but when he leaves, there is rain
there is anger, there is pain
he did not understand, how he was bringing despair
how a boy so small, and so little
could do this to all?

but the switch inside him,
had once again flicked
now he remembers
he had only one wish

to lend it to himself
to do his own, a favour
to take his life
and throw it out, like it was
crumpled paper

the funny thing is,

he brought much disturbance
to the bystanders of his crossfire
bringing the rain, when all thought
it would have been shining that day,

the funny thing is  

not once, was the little boy ever away.. from home