The Old Man (feat. Helena Hadjur)

Remember that old man Sitting in the late train He was, earlier watching over his mum, in pain Deep sadness, and devotion Furry, Mess, and explosion He hides his mixed feelings And every single bloody night No happiness at all is right He's trapped in the cage of caring Who cares For his loneliness Who cares For his loneliness Remember that old man At his kitchen's table Spreading his light butter All over his burned toasts And All of his sad memories All of his funny duties All spread on pieces of bread A bottom line of pain and losses Due to friends and old lovers He swallows and shakes his head Who cares For his loneliness Who cares For his loneliness