"Mama i saw a dream that i'm a poet
Mama i wrote a poem please hold my hand"
Mannequins and cigarettes
And all the underrated poets
And a lemonade on the table
Then swears, and never evers
Which we never keep
Which we never keep
You have a pretty face
He says but you need to lose some weight
I don't care about how i look
But i can't say it out loud
Nobody can
Nobody can
I'd love to be a bird on the fence
Or a ballerina who hates to dance
I am not a pretender or anything
Since "i is someone else"
"I is someone else"
"I is someone else"
"I is someone else"
"I is someone else"
A virgin closet in a room
Full of notebooks and sketches
Then drawings on the wall
And acoustic guitars
That room could have saved the world
Didn't even try
A blue bassinet at the end
That heaven sleeps in it
He will cry he will ask many questions but never talk
Someday he will jump on his mother's bed and start to sing
Someday he will jump on his mother's bed and start to sing
"Mama i saw a dream that i'm a poet
Mama i wrote a poem please hold my hand"
