Yes, my boy
The sky moves, it leaves together with the sun
The day is crying, a storm doesn't let it come
No don't worry, they're a few angels sick to their stomachs
What else you got?...my boy, what else you got?
Tell me dad, where does the sky go at night?
Tell me dad, I hear the rain outside
Tell me dad, thunder gives me such a fright
I'm not making a fool of you, mark my words
It's the way we should see the
The moon is dark, it wears a dress made of light
It's when magic dust twinkles around as fireflies
Here some more, you'll fall asleep without a lullaby
What else you got?...my boy, what else you got?
Tell me dad, why is the moon yellow?
Tell me dad, at what time do stars show?
Keep on telling me dad, as you did all along
I'm not making a fool of you, mark my words
It's the way we should see the world
And they will teach you how to lie
Will teach you how to last
Will teach you how to lead
Will teach you how to lurk
Will teach you how to like
Will teach you how to lash
Will teach you how to lick
Will teach you how to lust
And they will do you no harm
If you go it alone son
One day you'll be a grown-up
But please stay young, resolute, innocent
Heartfeltly
