The news on the otherside
I won’t let that happen
To my children.
Those color trains
Playing their joyful sound
As the little bodies shake.
[Save your children
Send them to another place
I don’t think that here is safe
Save your children from their hate
Dad is gone
You broken home]
There’s a bunker here
Keep the box closed
Don’t show there’s another box on siege.
Follow me, you said
There’s something sad for the ones
That swim that minefield way.
What will I say to my children?
What should I say when the waves toast their brains?
Punch me in the face
Generation raised by women
Ties will never scare me less.
What’s the difference
Between big dad and brother?
I won’t let that happen
To my children...
To my children…
