when i am older than all these goddamned hills

and theres no reason for my mind to be still



oh, how ill feel like a beautiful child again

such a beautiful child again



when i have finally found my room filled with toys

be banging on my crib excited with noise



oh, how ill feel like a beautiful child

such a beautiful child again



and when theres nothing to gain

or bring me pain or pin the blame

on you or myself



and when they finally fall

these wailing walls and burning crosses

Gods twilight and all



how ill feel like a beautiful child

such a beautiful child again








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