Neverland

Long ago

When mercury descended high on the moon

Far below

Where little hands are making shapes in the room

The shadows they dance

And they cheer up this place

The face

That's staring through the tiny crack in the door

Eyes so wide

He's never seen a women fall on the floor

I swear daddy's killed her this time

Should I make a rocket?

Should I try to fly away?

Should I make a hammer?

Should I try to smash his face?

Should I make a bullet?

Should I try to shoot the gun?

I'm sure the judge will let me off real soon.

Long ago

When saturn tried to find a way past the sun

Deep inside

A little boy is turning pain into fun

The pencils, the crayons, the paint colors run

The plans

Are forming slowly made with scissors and glue

Eyes so wide

He's telling mommy all the things he can do

He'll sketch a contraption to save them for sure

He can draw an alien

He can come and take them home

He can draw a cartoon

He can draw a safety hatch

He can draw a hot bath

He can plug a toaster in

And wait till daddy's nice and warm

Toss it in

And then when he's gone

There's a neverland of fun

Take a loaded gun.

Take a shot of rum.

Take a poison rat.

There's a lesson in that.

No more closing fists.

No more face to hit.

No more bloody nose or apologetic roses.

Long ago when mercury descended high on the moon.

Should I make a rocket?

Should I try to fly away?

Far below little hands are making shapes in the room.

Should I make a hammer?

Should I try to smash his face?

Long ago when Saturn tried to find a way past the sun.

Should I draw are cartoon?

Should I draw an alien?

Deep inside a little boy is turning pain into fun.

Should I draw a hot bath?

Should I throw the toaster in?