Children Of Innocence calling out to me,

Projects of workmanship has my sportsmanship,

Been playing the game all my life called understanding,

How could you be good and allow this instead, misunderstood

Me and life of adolescence is weighing me instead, some more

Seroquel to keep me awake no more, been sleeping in more

Now that I don’t grow anymore, but the shores call out to me,

Baby in my arms teaching me to see life anew, how the little

Sister hasn’t been spoken for yet, for I am not grown yet,

Little Barbie dolls once those young girls were now prom

Night has kicked in and she’s been taken and claimed and

Named something else with a man that can’t love her well,

Innocence in those aisles in Orange town had me rethinking

Her destiny because she got rid of it you see and now its all

Gone now, youth are meant to teach us to not grow old,

To stay young forever, you said it mister Hine we ain’t got

Much more time, for rebels come and go, women change

With an aferlglow and aftertaste on sunny lit days, all that

Was once misunderstood now has legs and arms and

Brains and hearts on their own bleeding past us all,

Now I can’t keep it up on twitter and all I want is to

Be together with the children of innocence going by

To fast, like those little ones not so little now, let us strive

To love and not to understand all things

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