None of you guys have kids?
I've found lots of ingenuous and imaginative comments, but I'm still convinced he's talking about a completely different matter: he's playing with a child.
That's why he attacks with love, and curl his lips, and crawl up to him/her.
It' the child that makes him move so slow, who feels the steady crushing hand, who's the company in his back. Who's got the soft skin that needs to be hidden from too much sunshine. Who can listen to an eye. If that's not what he intended, he inadvertedly created perhaps the most beautiful song ever made to listen to while you think about your baby child...
None of you guys have kids? I've found lots of ingenuous and imaginative comments, but I'm still convinced he's talking about a completely different matter: he's playing with a child. That's why he attacks with love, and curl his lips, and crawl up to him/her. It' the child that makes him move so slow, who feels the steady crushing hand, who's the company in his back. Who's got the soft skin that needs to be hidden from too much sunshine. Who can listen to an eye. If that's not what he intended, he inadvertedly created perhaps the most beautiful song ever made to listen to while you think about your baby child...