There's a boy on the bridge
And he's looking ahead with confusion in his eyes
There's a man on the ridge
Who is laughing out loud, heavily in disguise
There's a girl on the lake
Reflecting her thoughts
Which she kisses away with sighs
What would you do in this boy's place
Move on or compromise?
Freedom of choice is a hell of a burden
Maybe living for kicks is wise
'Cause he wants to be free
But he's frightened to be alone
There's a town far below
That is calling him home
Where his friends got bored and laid
There's a hill up ahead
With a mountain behind
With a pub that is barren and frayed