it wasn't age rubbin'
itself on you, you weren't numb,
your dad said you'd got homework
There wasn't a knock at your door.

like bees on a sunflower swarm,
we were else where, a newbie;
Lucia, the barber's daughter.
We let you wear it all, the woe!

Watchin' ya knock you out,
with pills 'nd wide open spaces
as for me, i said, "he outgrew...