Rufus Wainwright, The Kick Horns - Beautiful Child

Beautiful Child
Rufus Wainwright, The Kick Horns
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When I am older than these small goddamned hills
And there's no reason for my mind to be still

Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again

When I have finally found my room filled with toys
Be banging on my crib, excited by noise

How I'll feel
Oh, how I'll feel
Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again

And when there's nothing to gain
Or bring me pain, or pin the blame
On you or myself

And when they finally fall
These wailing walls and burdened crosses,
God's twilights and all

How I'll feel
Oh, how I'll feel
Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again

When I am older than these small goddamned hills...