I had a baby and he looks just like me. A bald headed baby, he's been the makings of me. His eyes are so mean, just like you. But you haven't seen him.
I used to have no wolves around me. I was too free, if that's possible to be. No safety, is what I mean. No solid foundation to keep me. . But the sun's peeping out of the sky.
When I'm an old lady. I'm gonna be his baby. I'm gonna wrap myself around him. And then I'm gonna kiss him. . But that's a way down the line. You see for now he isn't mine...