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I'm crawling like a baby in the middle of the railroad

I'm asking all these pilgrims but they dont know

they cant understand my sloppy language

I fall down with my bottle on the rails edge

I'm wondering if I need a Lullaby

I feel the Blues in my diaper so i begin to cry

I'm stepping on all kinds of rocks waiting for the Train

My baby pink paws are hurting and are in pain

I feel the blues running rapid through my Veins

Im getting Rythym dancing with the Sun in my face

I think I'm learning now how to talk

I see the Angel on the train, at the top

Its singing Blues to the Sky

Oh but why? Im just a baby with the Purest Muse

Ill one day find my Parents and Ill show them

how i can dance the Blues.