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Grease, sweat, coffee, faded shipyard pictures Giant living there I used to know Author of the testosterone scriptures Where did you go? Now I remember what he told me that time Falling from my bike, scraping my knee: "If you're gonna weep, keep it from sunshine, so no one sees" I won't cry - "Above all things boy, be a man" See little boy hiding amongst shadows Ashamed of tears exposing ancient pain From the storms predicted by the Tarot: Pray for the rain I won't cry - "Above all things boy, be a man" Aus Songtexte Mania