Lyrics:

On this here street where I do sit

Lives a man we can't forgive

His felony was jealousy

An impossible personality

And if you think it's you then let me know



He wasn't rich, he wasn't poor

Though how he longed for so much more

At night he dreamed of buccaneers

Pirate ships and privateers

And if you think it's you then let me know



His window was his favourite seat

For watching history repeat

Was he cursed or was he blessed

In the end well he confessed



And if you think it's you then let me know



This is what he said...



The warning signs

Are on my wall

There's no feelin' anymore

Has it always been like this?

Signed and sealed without a kiss

Well I know it's there

It's just something that I missed



And through the tears of madness

Souvenirs of sadness

Is all he sees, all he sees



So how do I begin to end this tale?

Of a time when all was well

And he'd laze on summer days

Down by the lake

Where the seagulls play

What a way

To waste his days



Who is to blame?

Have I been framed

Who is to blame

Have I been framed

For the death of these days?