There was a boy

I almost knew him

glance exchanged

Made me feel good

Leaving some signs

Now a legend

The dream was wrought

Where thoughts were heard

Love is reserved

From previous times
 [bad word] 

Like a dead bird in the dirt

Like [bad word] can on the ground

I don't believe in stardom

Machinery in action

Full of experts

Full of experts

Same old order

Same old order

Same old order

Watch with obsession

Some accident of beauty

Try to capture

As the light begins to fail

Shapes [bad word] 
Shadows of frailty

The dream is better

Dissolves into softness

But the end

The end is always the same
 [bad word] 

There was a boy

I almost knew him

glance exchanged

Made me feel good

Leaving some signs

Now a legend