About Felix-Papooz

She's speaking of the roses
On his coffin
How they met when they were children
At only seventeen

And I'm asking myself
Where will I be
Ten years from now
Me & my lady
You try to be good
You buy what you see
Then heavenly, all suddenly
Life gives you up

Forget about Felix
It's hard to do
Forget about Felix
It haunts me too

The rabbi reads the scriptures
From an old book
And I'm looking at his picture
One of the last ones that she took

And I'm walking back home
Man, look at my feet!
Freezing in the winter cold
110th street
And I'm trying my best
To learn what it means
When suddenly, surprisingly
Life gives you up

Forget about Felix
It's hard to do
Forget about Felix
It haunts me too