If you can hear me

Then please come over here, be near me

I'm just a boy from Port Manteau

Became a man in Aches-les-Pains

and there I learned

Inside an urge to scream

But when my lips do part, I seem

To cheat myself, transform

My cry to music, sweet and warm



We talk like thunder

The truth of it lies deep down under

I'm just a boy from Port Manteau

How can I go to Cope-in-Heaven

now, the vow?



There seemed to be straight lines

Just like geometry inclines

But now I just don't know

I'm still a boy from Port Manteau