gather your children

tell them not to bite

for the way we've gone

seems oh so wrong

so just sit tight for tonight

mean people will tell us to go

they frown without moving a muscle

they're making our mouths

move up and down

to the tired old talk of their sounds

right here is where we fold our fears

and lay down all of our frowns

the road we'll make will keep us safe

and friends will see us again

our homes are right here

buried in our backs

all of us know we are loved

we don't have to feed ourselves much