I dreamt that I lived in a house on the hill
My mother would wait for my brains to spill
I don't remember all of the sunny days
She kept me from seeing how things went my way
I'd run around the room for hours and hours
Looking for something that I could devour
The world's much better if you don't know it exists
Throw stones at my bones or break them with sticks
I used to be a little boy
I used to have some little toys
But now I've changed and change is good
I don't think you ever understood
Never understood
I dreamt that you were trapped in the hospital
They had brought me in so I could watch you lull
The good years, the bad months, the hot days the wind
To keep me from seeing how these things just sink in
I'd run around the halls for hours and hours
Looking for someone that I could devour
The world's much better if you are looking outside
Throw stones at my bones so I have reasons to hide
I used to be a little boy
I used to have some little toys
But now I've changed and change is good
I don't think you ever understood
Never understood
Locked inside a room for a week
The world starts looking pretty bleak
Don't ever bite the hand that feeds
You never know what you might need