We were touring
the little Crackerjack Palace
Where I was raised
We were talking with my mother
Who has been dead for 26 years
She was carved out of wood for the occasion
She held a little baby of blue
You two seemed to know each other well
Talking like old friends and rivals
Have you ever met?
It was just like you
understood
Each Other
Looks like you’ve got a little hostage there
Don’t let Erwin stray too far
I have
Always been
Faithful
to
You
It’s 4 AM
You are snoring gently
You are warm like my mother was
I feel
Safe