Nothing means nothing anymore
So close your eyes child and lie on the floor
And pretend what you feel is really real
And know what is real is what you feel
Outside the night sings to the summer rain
They had a child and she named him Pain
He lost his life hanging around twenty-two
Strange, he looks so much like you
So close your eyes, pretty country child
Outside the lights are bright and the night is wild
Out there you're just a straw floating in the wind
Come in here pretty child and do it again
Little chickens and their chicken hawks
They're going to teach you a brand new way to walk
When you stare at the moon, your eyes will be hard and cold
You'll live your life trying never to grow old

INVIA LE CORREZIONI