| Mom says it doesn’t matter
|
| If no one else can see
|
| Take time alone
|
| Get out of the tree
|
| There are things to sample
|
| So, treat them as such
|
| No need to look through others
|
| Don’t value that too much
|
| Brother says I shouldn’t suffer
|
| With no need to
|
| We lurch around, don’t touch the ground
|
| I want to find the new
|
| These wise things come from every mouth
|
| Dad says edit well
|
| Select and run with what you get
|
| And let the wise things swell
|
| So the frost of all their love
|
| Has shown me, wrap up warm
|
| Take some clothes from everyone
|
| Mom, dad, brother, sister, friend
|
| Mom, dad, brother, sister, friend
|
| Mom, dad, brother, sister, friend
|
| Mom, dad, brother, sister, friend
|
| Mom, dad, brother, sister, friend |