Son

Hundred times I write followed around again to when

Needed once running out the spaces of mindStanding in the garden,

Guard my number from the one who says go

Standing in the garden,

Guard my number from the one who says go

Leave the son aloneYou can care, you can stand reasons to go on

Can't hear anyone tell you what you like!

You can rest in finding that your [?] are over

You can see the reason why your story is not over!Leave the son alone moonlight way, way back home

I'm nothing I'm not the one who still, still awaits alone [x2]