Do you remember Fazil's friend?
He used to live in the house of blend,
He told a story, of his life,
About a fork and knife,

He said when he was 22,
He was mostly feeling blue,
I wonder what he's up to now,
If he's changed somehow,
Did he ever find his way to the greener side?
Or did he get his dreams denied?

I'm not the same, the years have passed,
It kind of scares me how it went so fast,
This brand new game, the lives of past,
And all I wanted was to make it last,