The Boy's Gone

The boy's gone

The boy's gone home

The boy's gone

The boy's gone home

And what will happen to a face in the crowd

When it finally gets too crowded?

And what will happen to the origins of sound

After all the sounds have sounded?

Well, I hope I never have to see that day

But by God I know it's headed our way

So I better be happy now that the boy's going home

The boy's gone home

And what becomes of a day for those who rage against it

And who will sum up the phrase for all left standing round in it

Well, I suppose we'll all make our judgement calls

We'll walk it alone, stand up tall, then march to the fall

And we better be happy now that we'll all go home

Yeah, we'll all go home

Be so happy with the way you are

Just be happy that you made it this far

Go on, be happy now

Please be happy now

'Cause you say that this, this is something else

All right, I say that this, this is something else

Well all right, I say that this, oh, this is something, this is something else

Oo thi-thi-thi-thi-this is all, thi-thi-thi-thi-this is yeah

Thi-thi thi-thi-thi-this is all something else

Well I tried to live my life, I lived it so well

When it's all over, is it heaven or is it hell?

So I better be happy now that no one can tell, so nobody knows

I'm gonna be happy with the way that I am

I'm gonna be happy with all that I stand for

And I'm gonna be happy now 'cause the boy's going home

The boy's gone home

Yeah, the boy's gone home

Yeah, the boy's gone home

Yeah, the boy's going home, gone home

Yeah, the boy's going home

Yeah, the boy