Fields of children running
wild In the sun Like a forest is your child, growing wild In the sun Doomed in his innocence In the sun. Gather your children to your side In the sun Tell them all they love will die Tell them why In the Sun. Tell them it's not too late Cultivate, one by one Tell them to harvest and rejoice In the sun. written by Peter Schickele and Diane Lampert |
Daniel Age 17 mos |