Begging for this to never stop
his mom said best before I drop
the little guy laughing as I spin
not realizing the fragile state he's in
ah but to be so naive life is just a joy
a wonderland of new games and toys
new friends to be had with everyone you meet
stong hands to hold as you walk down the street
It would really be nice if that could never stop
the respect and the awe in spinning a top
the greatest of every taste you can drink
a sugar buzz from something that's pink
dusty old cardboard being a rocket sled
stop everything now you have to play dead
holding your breath trying to pass out
grab anybody to toss the ball about
such beauty without knowing its there
going through life with so few cares
like who is going to try and comb my hair
or get there before me to steel the best chair 

ŠThorbArt
First Line, Last Line
originally Posted: 4/7/2006 12:55:25 AM