Children

Oh doe
You roll down the hill
Organic sense sits still

Oh doe
When did my old friend
Begin wearing bull head
Watch the children spin

I make sense of this
To meet odds and ends
Trip the scent
Curve the reck
Trip the scent
Curve the reck

When I was the little ghoul
That was the first jolt
I was sold
I was sold

Oh doe
You roll down the hill
Organic sense sits still
Watch the children spin



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Writer(s): Andrew Everding
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