The rock
Guarding the passageway

The desert
The hot sun

We

Ran  from the tyrant hiding
Down that road

I
Who know your papa
As a gentle soul

I
Who love you
As my own

Please
Please understand

To ****
May keep you alive somehow
But
It's not what makes you a msn
But really
Who can say

Tiny creatures everyone
Centuries

Over and over and over

Lovers
Mothers and fathers

In the sun

The rock
Grafiitti covered
For the football game

Guards the passageway
To the cafeteria

We have come a very long way

Going nowhere.
Lost and afraid

I remember your papa
He was a gentle man

I've always loved you
As my own