Corrosion Of Conformity

Past regrets and future fears
Turns a boy to a man sooner than planned
All the same, the boy remains even though he's free,
He can't fly with these heavy chains
Saw your mother yesterday and she had these words to say
Singin' like a judgement day
I think he should've known better
I think he should've known better
I'd rather have holes in my eyes
I'd rather have holes in my eyes
Than to watch your soul paralyzed...goodbye
Your shinin' son no longer glows
Through the goodbye windows
Through the goodbye windows...
Thirstly from the start, very soon you learned the part