Milling round, encroaching on My right of way and under the Battle scars of Daddy’s latest lesson
Little time for intuition Little time for cry-babies Come on son can't you not take a joke? More sticks and stones to break you
It's freezing in here, can't even dress yourself Lie awake still waiting on a single bite of cherry for you Hold it in your arms Jeopardise what little you have See any further than your own faults A single bite of cherry for you And yours is not to question
And down the road a shining haven (rocks), slaves and _ mothers Live around the corner from themselves You'll never break the chain will you?
It's freezing in here, can't even dress yourself Lie awake still waiting on a single bite of cherry for you Hold it in your arms Don't jeopardise what little you have See any further than your own faults A single bite of cherry for you and yours is not to question
Question it all, clutch your pride and all you could ever learn The sorrow __ no hope left for you to nurture I just wrote the ending years ago Way down the line
Don't you run too far away from home Don't you trust what you have never known Don't go far remember where you are