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