My mother said "Child, when you're older, You'll be so much taller" She tried to reassure me That my skin would stretch much further She tried to be sure She tried to be purer than the clouds up above her. My mother said "Child, when you're older, You'll be so much wiser" She tried to reassure me That my head wouldn't split wide open. She tried to be sure She tried to be purer than the clouds up above her. My mother said "Child, when you're older, Hearts grow so much colder" Then she fell down to her knees Gasping as they told her That there is no use now Her skin could stretch no further Her head couldn't bear the burden Of the clouds she'd be forever in.
