A Rite For The Innocent You

I've got another good idea now,
But it doesn't make me half a man
Keep your eyes on me;
I've got a great new plan.
If you want to make love together,
If you want to be natural then you gotta let go
And trust that you won't fall.
Then everyone just looked down to their feet or to the ground.
Then everyone said to me,
"It's a rite for the innocent you."
You're the only one left beside me;
I'm the only one next to you,
We're standing in a corner in a crowded tomb.
If you want to sing songs together,
If you ask for a life of ease,
Then you gotta pick fruit from fruitful trees.
Then everyone just shut up
As they took another look in their cups.
And everyone smiles at me and said,
"It's a rite for the innocent you."
Just don't think about getting old.
'Cause all that's tucked away falls through the folds
That drowns my mind.
You're the only ones left to hear this,
But my will to live is fading fast.
It's a never-ending cycle...a bottomless glass.
So before I go to some strange island
Where the women all dress in white,
I want to take a look around and try to set things right.
Then no one looked at me, as I drifted in a slowly burning sea.
And no one heard me say,
"It's not right for the innocent you,
It's not right for the innocent you...
It's not right for the innocent you."