There's a baby girl on the way. Blow your horn.
Know your warning. And last night becomes tomorrow morning.
She'll know everything there is to know at first.
And that's why she'll cry sometimes and show it hurts.
The pain is far away and finally it'll worsen.
Then big, round tummy becomes tiny, little person.
Straight lines and sharp edges. Adequate. Suitable.
What'll go through her mind when she sees something beautiful?
What will her favourite music be? Displays of words,
Marvelling in front of mirrors and ways of birds.
Everyday miracles of men and god the savior.
Satellites in space. Patterns and odd behaviour.
Thoughts that wander aimlessly and unstoppable growth.
Will she think the falling rain is sad, beautiful, or both?
She'll sleep through the storm and run in the breeze
With the unexplained everything and sun in the trees

Probably
Because
Maybe
No matter what

One day she'll find her own way to Wonderland.
She'll probably see things that we'll never understand.
I can't remember the day I became my own someone.
And where did my concept of beauty come from?
What happened to me that I'm so afraid to drown?
Afraid of the dark? Afraid of letting people down?
To take care of myself - my parents taught me how.
But they probably never imagined me alone like I am now...

Lawless love. Long lines of string.
Garbage on the ground and first signs of spring.
A million things to look at. Long days forget the weather.
The strength of a heart and the way things fit together.
Words in the dictionary, including 'grief' and 'tragic'.
Scientific method combined with a belief in magic.
Wood vs. steel. Shoulder blade and collar bone.
Fears that we all have and ones that are all her own.
The truth that hurts and facts have laws.
Kids can be cruel and cats have claws.
The sounds of all kinds of collisions and ticking clocks.
Learning how to tie her shoes and picking locks.
Flashing lights. The tapes that didn't rewind back.
Feet in shoes and eyes hidden behind black.
Detached shadows. Her weakness and divinity.
First moment. Might need. Light speed. Infinity...


Lyrics submitted by MrSimpson

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    General CommentI absolutely LOVE this song.

    I think it's about someone who is pregnant with a baby girl. He's imagaining what she'll think about things, what she'll be like as a person, what her personality will be, because for the time being, she's merely a baby in a womb, there is nothing more to know about her right now it's all a complete mysety.
    stagnateon January 07, 2011   Link

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