You knew early too much
Tales didn't protect you
There's mould in the end of the rainbow
told also the drunken santa
And the angel of children
was beautiful but silent
when ahead brothers
you went in the adult's shoes
You had to be
old when still young
Your eyes and ears were open
and heart felt even little was
When cried the mornings and yelled the nights
And the angel of children
was beautiful but silent
when ahead brothers
you went in the adult's shoes
You had to be
old when still young
The angel of children would have
earlier told
that trought a open heart
always gets to the angels
But the night was cold
when your last journey
ahead brothers
you went in the escort of souls
there where you could be
still young when old