Mind the lady coming down the stairs
Morning sadness melts away like snowflakes in the sun
Giant footprints of the father
Coming home for good
Raise your voice in all its might
Break the silence with your words
Cowardice and mediocrity are taking over nowadays
Are the little shakers and the wooden blocks
Nothing but a poor remedy to get you on top?
Mind the lady coming down the stairs
Pretty faces fade away
Same pattern every day
Self-fulfilling prophecies are taking over nowadays
Are the little shakers and the wooden blocks
Nothing but a poor remedy to get you on top?