When these clouds pass by - like black cotton in the sky
In a mystery trance - still we want, and wonder why ...

Alone we're born - all alone we die
Being alone's the only thing - makes the children cry
It's sometimes frightening - just like lightning

To the children ...

A whip cracks like thunderclaps across a child's face
Abuse borne in a parent who's lost in time and space

Is there no certain cure - no way to be sure
They won't swim in the bottle - hatred's a drug so pure

Alone we're born - all alone we die
Being alone's the only thing that makes the children cry
It's sometimes frightening - just like lightning

To the children ...

When these clouds pass by - like black cotton in the sky
In a mystery trance - still we want, and wonder why ...

Alone we're born - all alone we die
Being alone's the only thing - makes the children cry
It's sometimes frightening - just like lightning

To the children ...