Born in the day and bathed in the light.
Eyes open so I'm told, no hint of a fight...

Let go of everything,
All those painful things you think...

Like seas and rivers
It ebbs and it flows...

A touch so light,
It's not felt on skin...

Bubble gum wants a biscuit dad.
Oh really, why is that...

The birds will not sing in the trees this day.
The bees will not buzz about, busying themselves...

It seeks him, he's known it has for years
It's followed him since birth...

Not a trail to follow
Not anything to eat...

Little pig little pig let me come in
Not by the hair on my chiny chin chin...

All those random thoughts I have
And oh those twisted fears...

I doubt that you will think of them
But I assure you they are there...

5 years old .
"dad is that back seat for me...