Growth

When you are a child
Your bones become deformed
Believe me, I remember
The sound of my growing bones

Then I was obsessed
By who and what I was
With whom I wanted to be
With whom I would be bound

Everything is different now I know
I understand the sounds
I understand the music
I understand the noises

When you are a child
Your bones become deformed
Believe me, I remember
The sound of my growing bones

Now that I have reached
The depths of my brain
I understand the meaning
Of my reality

Everything is different now I know
I understand the sounds
I understand the music
I understand the noises

Everything is different now I know
I understand the sounds
I understand the music
I understand the noises