First thyith always cryith First thyith tries to stay Why does everyone go Why does every bestow How life crumbles within our hands How life breaks with one stance How life can crumble within our hands The drugs of life seem to high The drugs of life seem to try How our life somehow dies How our life always ask why What do you think hurts us bad What do you think that makes us mad Life is ruined half the time Life is lovely within what lyes How the blue rain skies seem drenched How us poor die on a bench