did i judge this wrong but you had it all you had it all a gift of the gods in your city of gold and you ll piss it all you had it all and what drags the rope you know or you don t you had it all gone gone gone gone going going gone the day you moved off the whole village mourned love s no kind of joke or something small and where will you go there s things you don t know fingers tearing your clothes baby ungrown you had it all gone gone gone gone going going gone and suffering alone your bowl emptied out all your secrets known i welcome your call these walls don t fall