From the recording Box & Whisper Plot
Lyrics
When you’re old enough to get there, you’ll be gone
All the songs and games and silly laughter
Cartoons that you’ve drawn
Tunnels made from sheets and flying balls
Will they keep rolling along?
Until you’re cold enough to let go, you’ll be warm
Dressed in thongs and towels and dripping surfboards
Lying in the sun
Twinkling of the heat through eyelids drawn
I sing you this little lullaby
It’s all you wrote in the end
When your frozen out and bankrolled you’ll be gone
All the poison, rats and stinking doorways
Slammed to get along
The stomping of your feet with the lights turned on
Well it keeps roaring along
When you’ve burned up all your bridges and they’re gone
Just a stone that’s sinking into madness
Or shot into the sun
My mind can’t continue to make this sound
I sing you this little lullaby
It’s all you wrote in the end