Lyrics

He was my best friend and Asleep in the heaven We all innocently Through a neverending He was always so sweet that The top of his feet like The hole in my head hurts So bad I can't step in (The end of his toes was As soft as a rose hip The touch of his foot was A beautiful message) [?] [?] not see the hand Or the mapping of the plan I know when I wake I'll be the planet on his cake (The summer river She'll be riding on the [?] [?] far from me Into the [?] And the tears upon the[?] [?]) The end of his toes was As soft as a rose hip The touch of his foot was A beautiful message His memory lingers Like cloth on my fingers I'll miss that fool Jack, he Was gentle and empty Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack...