I am just a face
Lost in the crowd
I am among the ones
Who are not proud
Single me out
I do not want to be
Call me legion
For I am many
Just look around
And what do you see
So many people
Trying to be (or not to)
Clever ways
Of fooling ourselves
With their candy coated
Tortoise shells
I am no one
I am no one
I am no one
I am no one
So is the singer
Without a song
Same as the horn
Tat's blowing its own
Never the less
For what it's all worth
He too will get tired
Of his own voice