Two houses revolved around a tight thread
Nothing heard between them except for the whisper of a call
Across the canyon for 7 years
All was still and then one year the thread became a rope, the rope became a bridge
Once more a bridge,
But this time the bridge
Though rebuilt the bridge
The bridge
Still held gaps, the bridge
Was never really sturdy, that bridge.
Often there was a girl, on one side of the bridge who would peer over
And wonder why.
Why
Why
Why
Little inquisitive child, you ask too many questions.
Little inquisitive child, this is how things are
Little inquisitive child, you are loved on this side.
Child, what do you hear?
The soft tones
of the dove when the sun rises
with jeweled tones
And your dark eyes face the sun
child why do you wonder?
Why this is the way things are
You know why but at the same time
You don\'t know why but as you gaze across the bridge
You wonder what is going on
On the other side
The great fiery orb is raised on the other side.
Above the
Red roof
Of The
Other house
The rock of the night now lurks on your side.
Little inquisitive child, don\'t cry
Little inquisitive child, don\'t be mad
Little inquisitive child, why must you blame yourself?
Child, what do you hear?
The soft tones
of the dove when the sun rises
with jeweled tones
And your dark eyes face the sun
child why do you wonder?
Seasons passed, flowers grew, then waned.
The flowers died you failed
Failure of the world child
How could you let such a thing happen
Are you stupid?
Do you not understand how to
Take care of your blooming flowers!?
One flower daisy joy
One flower violet sorrow
One flower rose of rage
One flower peony delicate
One flower hibiscus bold
Dead dead dead dead dead.
You let your flowers die.
What life lives here, other than you now, Child?
Little inquisitive child, don\'t cross the bridge.
Little inquisitive child, tread carefully.
Little inquisitive child, you never questioned why things happened to you,
Little inquisitive child you wondered why they happened in the first place
Little Inquisitive child, always solving problems, without your flowers.
Child, what do you hear?
The luring call
of the crow when the moon shines
with silver? call
away your black thoughts face the sun
child why do you wonder?
It would be wise to settle to stay on this side, little one.
One day the bridge will break,
And break
And broke it did
And you never questioned why it happened to you
Tilted your head
And asked if you could fix the bridge yourself
Little inquisitive child, remake anew
Little inquisitive child, learn it all.
Little inquisitive child, you can\'t fix everything.
Falling out of control can\'t fix it this time because there are no more trees no flowers no rope no sturdy structure was there even a bridge in the first place child hold my hand please don\'t despair child some problems cannot be fixed,
child, you may cry now.
Child, what do you hear?
The soft tones
of the dove when the sun rises
with jeweled tones
And your dark eyes face the sun
child why do you wonder?