It’s not the same game 

Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language Holds the for to be safe in Winter’s coming, dreams are smashed to smithereens Too tired to wauk in any direction To find a peaceful place dreams He’s running around And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth Gives up hiz werld of certainties Jimmy talks, of a future time He’s floating around some situations And seems to be all worn out Summer’s coming, his dreams are faded now He carries on wandering the streets Looking for some kind of clues Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language And holds the fort to be safe in Winter’s coming, his dreams are smashed to smithereens Too tired to walk in any direction To find a peaceful place He’s running around And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth Gives up his world of certainties