He sat for hours but nothing came
Too few songs and too much fame
So he broke his guitar strings and threw his body to the earth
This was his grave if he couldn’t play

He remembered how it felt to have a woman’s kiss
With dope in his pocket and his heart in his fist
And it took someone to tell you, you can’t go on like that
And it took someone to tell you, this was not right

So he called up his friends and he wept goodbye
And he wove himself a noose out of rope and wire
But it was ok because he’d realised just in time
That his balloon could go no higher

And he looked at his hands as he fell to his knees
And he tried to pray but he couldn’t breath
And it took someone to tell you, this was your fate
And it took someone to tell you, you couldn’t be great

Now the rain falls on the floor like tears in June
And it’s washing off the blood like tears in June 

As the dawn broke it lit up his face
And there he lay in all of his grace
And the crows were silent, because his body was the earth
And they took flight for another case
And when everybody heard, they ran to see the man
who was rotting in spite of his faith

Now the rain falls on the floor like tears in June
And it’s washing off the blood like tears in June
And it’s beating on the ground like tears in June
And it’s drowning out the sound like tears in June 

Now the rain falls on the floor like tears in June
And it’s washing off the blood like tears in June
And it’s beating on the ground like tears in June
And it’s drowning out the sound like tears in June