It must be weird to jump off an hospital bed And lie on the floor, I can't bear the burden of our worries The sound of the words that you would like to say Plows cities And then comes back to me I want to be your mouth, your lungs, your teeth, Your feet and not the kid behind your chair The sparkle in your eyes I cannot see, anymore When I was a kid you used to shorten my pants I fell off the seesaw and I broke my legs So I asked you to buy me a soccer ball You started to cry and I wonder (why) And the answer comes to me, at night And is tickling my feet, now that you're Home again I walk up to your door And everything is different, and spoiled From the bottom of the sea To the edges of the sky Your voice will ring in a billion ears Should I plant your legs in the soil? Will you bloom again?