Kid, awake
With the sounds of the sunshowers
Crawling inside his bed
Begging rules to break
Flaming the gunpowder
Thinking of the fox's wedding
Kid, plunder
With mud in his holy hands
Digging holes and slicing worms
Oh, mother
It's time I walk down this path
Free from your curves
And now he's running through the forest
Hiding
Do you think you can hide
From their ever-piercing glaring
When sun shines through rain
Do you think you can hide
From the fox wedding?
Oh, oh no my foolish child
Oh, it's time you walk this path
Oh, oh no my foolish child
Oh, it's time you walk this path
Every day
You grow taller
Until your head punches a hole
In the sky

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