Quiet Child – Thumper

You're entitled to everything you've got
The son and the father, the power, the money
It must be calming to be capable of this
Never a question, never a worry
America sleeps underneath the spell
Over two thousand years of misinterpreted tales
Adult children playing make-believe with real money

Long gone with your questions unresolved

I dreamt I lost some of my teeth again
The same old dream that's always repeating
And when I looked for god to sort me out
There was candy and paper and drawings of wizards
But nothing really took the shape of man
Just a lot of wishing and closing of eyes
There's only so much sugar I can suck before the coma

Then I became what I am today
Part of the sea of sin I'm swimming in

With one eye open the picture had no depth
And I dreamt the dream that's always repeating
And every sunday stood for something else
A gaggle of faces eternally grinning
But the eyes wouldn't smile...

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