There the stunted child
Begs at the table
Here the meek speak
In bullets not fables
There are arms outstretched
Reaching towards you
There are arms outstretched, but
You won't stay
Either way
You won't stay
Either way
Time there, is always downcast
Days here are long
There are arms outstretched
Reaching towards you
There are arms outstretched, but
You won't stay
Either way
You won't stay
Either way