Tekster: Piebald. Long Nights.

Long nights, hard times. Everything that makes you feel tired.
I think I got to get away from you. Long nights, hard times.
Everything that makes you feel tired.
That's why I got to get away from you.
I've got something to say. You might not like how it sounds.
I don't care. I've got to get out of here.
You look like or your disguise,
you're just a monkey in a monkey suit.
Now you know how I feel. Its just time or it's the wrong time.
You can't deal with me. I can't deal with you.
And now it's justified for both of us.
Just one more thing. Can you tell me something that I haven't heard?
I want to hear how it sounds.
What was that, that you said? You can't think of anything,

well think harder.
Tell me a secret or two. Speak up dear, my hearing's not so good.
I shouldn't call you dear. That's a good one.
The best and worst secret you've ever yelled at me.
I've been around long enough.
Life is what happens while we're making plans.
I can't write another life. Our age of miracles is past.