Talk with your memory

And wrestle with the thought

That i am not enough

And when you find

I'm not the guy you thought i was

Would you forgive me?

Or you'll

Find my body laying in the snow

Delivering a letter to my folks

A comet is a mixture of ice and dust

I'll lie to gain my father's trust

So send me to the great white north

Where ill become a man

Just exist for awhile and do some good

Its not the survival of man

And you'll

Find my body laying in the snow

Delivering a letter to my folks

A comet is a mixture of ice and dust

I'll lie to gain my father's trust