He Lyrics

Two paths lay there before him in the forest
He choose the one that was less trodden which changed his life
The telephone rang, he answered it and a far distorted voice introduced itself:
"I'm Gid and you've to pay for the call!"
On two of his birthdays he got the same present from his parents
This depressed him so he didn't want to see anybody
He was a member of the dead poets' society;
Dissapointer he ran on
The ice broke under his load
His death opened many eyes