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Little children
out in the rain,
slippin' and slidin',
covered in pain.
Bodies broken,
soaked to the bone,
little children
going on home.

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
someone oughta make 'em feel fine,
and so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so
someone's gotta change, change your mind.

Flying down Juniper...
freeway of lines...
well, I'll go on home;
kiss it goodbye.
Mother and father
covered in snow;
little children,
going on home.

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
someone oughta make 'em feel fine,
and so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so
someone's gotta change, change your mind.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
someone oughta make 'em feel fine,
and so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so
someone's gotta change, change your mind,
mind...
mind...

Another to prove
your blood is mine.
I have no children,
just some design.
Woven mystery...
it fills up this womb.
No little children
left to go home.