The Gentle Preservation of Children's Minds

Remember when they used to make us Wake up and spray all the blood from the flowers? It was so hard In the afternoon They told us that we couldn't stop until the garden bloomed When we were finished We heard the sirens scream I shook your back and woke you up In someone else's dream You were so lost Underneath the weight Turned into the type of person that you used to hate Are you still mine? I hope you feel better this time The gentle preservation of children's minds The gentle preservation of children's minds Remember when we danced with your mother She was so drunk in the living room Then her profile Turned a certain way She made how you will look Thirty years from Tuesday So come and talk to me In your language With your glass eye And your wooden teeth I think I know what's wrong I think I know what you are I think I know what they meant When they said you were gone Are you still mine? I hope you feel better this time The gentle preservation of children's minds The gentle preservation of children's minds