In the cold of morning
Before the rooster dawns
Offer him a blindfold
One last bit of song
No more scattered pieces
No more counting falls
And running into walls
He was just a baby
A little less than small
Already up and running
As if to hear a call
Just a little human child
Barely broken from the wild
And running into walls
Now you get an education
Learn the rules of the game
Money and salvation
Don't we know it's all the same
Along comes another human child
Feeling hungry and feeling wild
And running into walls
Some of us are lucky
We're born on the good side of the line
But everyone wants that candy
For some it's harder to resign
Along comes a human child
Mad and hungry and going wild
And running into walls
He found himself a gun
Power for the kill
Power in the blood
This is not for fun
Just a little human child
Barely broken from the wild
And running into walls
In the cold of morning
Before the rooster dawns
Offer him a blindfold
One last bit of song
No more scattered pieces
No more counting falls
And running into walls
