I have dreams of dinosaurs
That come back again and again
Dreams of my golden age
And you, the tyrannosaurus
Who smashed the table
Threw my schoolbag
As if it was normal
To think that I'm nothing

I still remember
My very small body
My big yellow bike and my big treasure
That I called dad you didn't come to see me
To comfort me, no
But to make me cry, yeah

Now, I dream of dinosaurs
And your gold chain that brushed against my body
When I brushed against death
We dance in the rain, dad
Even if I don't like it
I am bound to you by
The mark of your fingers

I still remember
My very small body
My big yellow bike and my big treasure
That I called dad you didn't come to see me
To comfort me, no
But to make me cry, yeah

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