A good friend of his asked, \"Hey, man, where\'re ya going?
Is something wrong? Be honest, ok?\"
He replied, \"I\'m fine, I\'m just going home.\"
So the friend let him go,
But little did he know that this was the last show,
No more lights,
No more songs or theatrics,
No more fights,
No, not another solo,
And there he goes leaving the stage so slow,
Hoping to find a nonexistent home,