Little children out in the rain
Slipping and sliding covered in pain
Bodies broken soaked to the bone
Little children going on home
I know I know someone's gotta make
Them feel fine
And so and so someone's gotta change
Your mind

Flying down Juniper three wheel line
Long gone kiss it goodbye
Mother and Father covered in snow
Little children going on home
I know I know someone's gotta make
Them feel fine
And so and so someone's gotta change
Your mind

I know I know someone's gotta make
Them feel fine
And so and so someone's gotta change
Your mind
Nothing to prove your blood is mine
I have no children just some design
Woven mystery that fills up this womb
No little children left to go home