The Boy's Gone

The boy's gone
The boy's gone home
The boy's gone
The boy's gone home

And what will happen to a face in the crowd
When it finally gets too crowded?
And what will happen to the origins of sound
After all the sounds have sounded?

Well, I hope I never have to see that day
But by God I know it's headed our way
So I better be happy now that the boy's going home
The boy's gone home

And what becomes of a day for those who rage against it
And who will sum up the phrase for all left standing round in it
Well, I suppose we'll all make our judgement calls
We'll walk it alone, stand up tall, then march to the fall
And we better be happy now that we'll all go home
Yeah, we'll all go home

Be so happy with the way you are
Just be happy that you made it this far
Go on, be happy now
Please be happy now

'Cause you say that this, this is something else
All right, I say that this, this is something else
Well all right, I say that this, oh, this is something, this is something else
Oo thi-thi-thi-thi-this is all, thi-thi-thi-thi-this is yeah
Thi-thi thi-thi-thi-this is all something else

Well I tried to live my life, I lived it so well
When it's all over, is it heaven or is it hell?
So I better be happy now that no one can tell, so nobody knows
I'm gonna be happy with the way that I am
I'm gonna be happy with all that I stand for
And I'm gonna be happy now 'cause the boy's going home
The boy's gone home

Yeah, the boy's gone home
Yeah, the boy's gone home
Yeah, the boy's going home, gone home
Yeah, the boy's going home
Yeah, the boy