Gone before
He ever really knew
He'd be so adored
Before when he thought we were so few

What's the good?
There's nothing to be done
Misunderstood
See how the story's spun

Someone thought
It was a good idea
So he played another chord
So they could turn a deaf ear

What's the good
There's nothing to be done
Misunderstood
See how the story's spun

The poor boy's gone
Out behind the sun
Winter's gone
And the day is done

Gone before