Running Into Walls

In the cold of morning
Before the rooster dawn
Offer him a blind fold, one last bit of song
No more scattered pieces
No more counting falls and
Running into walls

He was but a baby, a little less than small
Already up and running as if to hear a call
Just a little human child
Barely broken from the wild
Running Into walls

Get an education, learn the rules of the game
Money and salvation
Don't we know it's all the same
Along comes another human child
Feeling hungry, feeling wild
Running into walls

Some of us are lucky
Born on the good side of the line
But everyone wants that candy
For some it's harder to resign
Along comes a human child
Mad & hungry going wild running into walls

He found himself a gun, power for the kill
Power in the blood, hey this is not for fun
Just a little human child
Barely broken from the wild
Running into walls

In the cold of morning
Before the rooster dawn
Offer him a blind fold, one last bit of song
No more scattered pieces
No more counting falls running into walls