Now the not alone
You're on your own [bad word] home
Follow through the street
Now here's the heat [bad word] back home
Whipping wind upon your face
Slow child while you can
'Round the bend where one's who chase
So wild as a lamb

Flowers keep growing
Water flowing
Life is kind
Still every scene's a memory I won't miss
Motors are humming
Water flooding
Numb the mind
Still this is someone else's form of bliss

Slam out the gate
Tempting fate
Got to roll
Never escape what you know

Who could, could you
Who could, could you
Who could, could you, could you, could you, could you, could you
Who could, could you
Who could, could you
Who could, could you, could you, could you, could you, could you
Who could, could you

Charming bits of ????
Some floating in your sea of mind
Wondering the reason
Should you leave it all behind
Weaving through the leavings
You were wrong and so was I
Seeking something perfect in the wreckage of my mind

Flowers keep growing
Water flowing
Life is kind
Still every scene's a memory I won't miss
Pictures parading
Water glazing
Numb the mind
Still this is someone else's form of bliss

Mommy, Mommy