Even Less Part I Songtext

A body is washed up on a Norfolk beachHe was a friend that I could not reachHe thought I was cold but I understandBut for the grace of god goes another manAnd I may just waste away from doing nothingBut I'm a martyr to even lessA choirboy is buried on the moorsWhere we used to go dreaming when we were boredSo some kids are best left to fend for themselvesAnd others were born to stack shelvesAnd I may just waste away from doing nothingBut I'm a martyr to even less