Doggy in the attic alone   Killing pigeons to live   Scared of people and storms   The Lady found him and never, and never left him, left him alone   A beautiful friendship came to life. A beautiful friendship came to life.      Good things always end in the end   Always end in the end, always end in the end   Too sick to stand up, too old to grow up   The doctors put him to death   The family gathered around his grave. The family gathered around his grave.      To be or not to be ready for it   To be or not to be ready for it   To be or not to be ready for      A very own reality   Becomes delusion free   No more magic to see   A big black curtain closing around   To change perception of time   The panic monger is hypnotized   The panic monger is hypnotized      Back to life, back to life, back to life now   Back to life, back to life, back to life now   The panic monger is hypnotized   The panic monger is hypnotized      To be or not to be ready for it   To be or not to be ready for it   To be or not to be ready for      Control this urge to be buried alive when your family dies, one by one   Control this urge to be buried alive when your family dies, one by one   They let go...