Born In Early May

Regather myself

My assembly

Picking up myself

Grinding down my teeth

Born in early May

Body small and warm

A calm and normal heart

Bound to become worn

As a bird of prey

Someone made a deal

They killed and ate the gut

I'm made into a meal

The heroes, they will say

"Now you're done for good"

But if love can find a way

I pray love can find its way