Pink Elephant

My dearest child, not yet born, not even conceived

But I speak to you as if you are

'cause I fear the day you ask me about the sun, trees birds and bees

Trees, birds and bees

You'll want to know, what I did to stop it all

And I won't be able to hide my shame

I'll only tell you the tale of pink elephants

You can fly through the heavens on their backs

Believe me, pink elephants can fly

Over the hills, the mountains and through the sky

They could, if they would, fly higher than high

But only the pink elephants can really fly

Forget the toys you used to play wars in your fantasy

And the videos where machines and monsters raged to rule

The desire for power and pleasure formed your world

And it will determine your child's future too

Close your eyes and realize where you are

They've survived despite all we've destroyed

They are all my parents left me from better days

They're your friends and you can give them to your child