Sons And Daughters

If I could read their writing I would let you know
All about their records and the places they go
I don’t get it but I see it in the sun
And the aerosols they use are never captured by security
Cameras talking and the lenses are walking
All of it’s funky just to let me know
I don’t get it (I don’t get it), but I get it (I don’t get it) from the sons
and daughters
We spent all of our money on groceries from Seessel’s
I fell asleep in the morning light
I fell asleep in the very first light
And as the day had just begun
With you lying in the sun
Lying in the very last sun
Lying in the sun
Lying in the very last sun
If I could read their writing I would let you know
Progress from colouring to outlining to piecing on their own
I like you because you are just the right hight
If I could read their writing I would let you know