Cursive - Opening the Hymnal/Babies lyrics
[Cursive - Opening the Hymnal/Babies lyrics]
Welcome one and welcome all to our small town
The lyrics are the voice
Of the neurosis of a city
Inside each house you'll find the guilt that
The fables and folly
Of the residents residing in
Fourteen hymns for the heathen
First hymn: the son of
Baby, baby, baby this world must seem
So immense compared to the womb
And baby baby your head must seem
So much smaller than you assumed
Your whole world seems to center around you
Be easy to make the mistake
That maybe you're why the world was made
Baby, baby, baby you learn so fast
You seem to carry a special gift
Maybe you've been given
To this world to make a difference
Such delusions we all struggle with
But the beautiful truth of it is
This is all we are we simply exist
You're not the chosen one
I'm not the chosen one
But we don't need anyone
Let's not choose anyone
The lyrics are the voice
Of the neurosis of a city
Inside each house you'll find the guilt that
The fables and folly
Of the residents residing in
Fourteen hymns for the heathen
First hymn: the son of
Baby, baby, baby this world must seem
So immense compared to the womb
And baby baby your head must seem
So much smaller than you assumed
Your whole world seems to center around you
Be easy to make the mistake
That maybe you're why the world was made
Baby, baby, baby you learn so fast
You seem to carry a special gift
Maybe you've been given
To this world to make a difference
Such delusions we all struggle with
But the beautiful truth of it is
This is all we are we simply exist
You're not the chosen one
I'm not the chosen one
But we don't need anyone
Let's not choose anyone