I can recall the warm youth    of a summer day, yeah   The sweetest lemonade,    the darkest game arcade   And Billy had a yearning    in the corner of his mind, yeah   It moved him secretly   It moved him powerfully      But prescience was lacking    and the present was not all   And his aptitudes were carelessly wasted   And challenging life with the abandon of a fool   He squandered the hours of his day...      Then darkness and disorder    slapped him sharply in the face, yeah   It hit him like a friend, struck something deep within   He couldn't break the chain of    slow decay that seemed to drag him   Just like a fatal tie toward the other side      And Billy was a lunatic just barking at the moon   And his brain was totally wasted.   He then exchanged his friends    for a needle and a spoon   And he threw his future away...      Bolt the door and throw away the key, yeah   Your dim reflection is all that you can see.      So where is the justice when no one is at fault   And a human life is tragically wasted?   How fragile is the flame that burns within us all   To light each passing day, yeah?!