To the previous generation
Midas had a daughter
She learnt all he taught her
Pushed her on the sofa
Now she\'s pushing down a stroller
It was written in her stars
She knew who she was
She went from hell to Mars
Then hell again then healed the scars
Same hands that blessed the waters
Damned, they touched his daughter
She learns that that\'s the order
Things are never as they oughtta
The cross drawn in the sky
She believes she can fly
With the sleepers\' gleam in her eyes
No longer wonders why they become gods when they die