I knew a woman once giving birth to kittens and mice And as you know with their eating habits, those poor mice had to die. And the kittens were born full of their brothers and sisters And they were punished swiftly though they didn't know why
They thought they were food they did not know what they'd done
And I was a person once sending off unread letters receiving no reply never bothering asking why I had a heart once full of fire and passion but the summer took it away from me
And autumn has come to retrieve it
And I was a man once When I was six-years-old but now I am just a boy pretentious and brash and bold The kittens were murdered thrown into burlap sacks and weighted down with rocks in a river deep and black