Little Queen

Your little footsteps are impossible to stock.
Please think of happy thoughts, I don't like that kind of talk
All over me and all over you,
are those who try to fly, before they learn to walk.
There is no shaking in the ground,
like many want to believe
Besides some rolling stones,
there's much that can decieve

Why, can't we run away like we used to do?
Why can't we lower the flag and cut the power to?
It's alright if you don't know everything me little queen.
Inorganic as I seem there's a soul.
.in between

To many grains of sand,
to many white lines down the road.
Please don't hold it against me,
my precious tendency to explode.
Once again it's your old man, who'll love you if you allow.
Perhaps I'll teach you to blend in and be useful to you somehow

Why, can't we run away like we used to do?
Why can't we lower the flag and cut the power to?
It's alright if you don't know everything me little queen.
Inorganic as I seem there's a soul.
.in between

I've been kicking my own teeth,
as long as I can remember
I've pled inocence,
for having a bad temper