A child knows nothing about death
Especially when it's all around
No time to grieve
Counting bodies on the ground
See an arm sticking up
Try to trace it to its source
A child's game can resist
This strong entropic force
Innocence won't keep you alive
But it just might keep you sane
Share a bed with a stranger
But never learn their name
When they're gone you'll inherit
More space for you to claim
Eat the food that you're given
Don't question where it comes from
Pale band on your mother's finger
The price of bread for her son
Innocence won't keep you alive
But it just might keep you sane
