Kids In The Kitchen Lyrics

Better wait till morning
Bet they're all in bed
And better off dreaming
I'm betting forty winks
You would trade a leg
To not be alone

Because the dark enough
Is food for thought
In the early morn
When you're who you are
Cause you're all alone

Well, I have been there too
With my mind scattered like some untied balloon
Though I know I'm not the first to sit alone in the dark

Blinking little colon
You're a metronome that separates digits
And you're doing me no favors
Thanks a lot, I can count on my own

So on you toss and fidget
Like a kid in the kitchen
Who refuses to eat all his peas
No matter the way you stir it
It's not going away

Well, I have been there too
With my mind scattered like some untied balloon
As I entertained the thought
That God himself relates

For before there was time
There were waters shaping eternal night And my God, who thought amongst Himself
It's not good to be alone

I sat long in the night, a thrall to my questions
A clock for my light, and a colon to play metronome
Rhythmical blight, as my fiber unwound
And tangled and tangled till my hands were all bound

In myself I knotted and gnashed and I writhed
And I cried to the Father who whispered so quiet
That until a seed gives up its shell and it dies
That it's only as good as the measure of its size

Well, I have been there too
With my mind scattered like some untied balloon
Though I have entertained the thought
That God just might relate

For before there was time
There were waters shaping eternal night
And God, who thought amongst Himself
It's not good to be alone

Until the seed gives up its shell and it dies
It's only as good as the measure of its size

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