KASSIDY COOK - SONG TWO

Only the Sight of Paradise is a Just Reward
Not far from what your Thoughts could give
A Silent Remark from a Note as before
Should have wrangled my Pride closed-down with a Lid
For Animated Bells which ring in Delight
I know you will grow in the Fullness of Youth.

Mark me a Heretic, yet not in Prison I play
My only chance of escaping a Doomed Fate
Since I am aware of how your Mind should stay
And see the Flavour of the Meal on your Plate
Think back and do no harm to those Doves
And you will grow in the Fullness of Youth.

Across the Border the Southern Belle springs
When the Whiskey called to her and set an Alarm
Reminding you to be Cautious whenever you Sing
And those Jessies try to rape your Song from the start
Never show the Secrets of your own Inner Talent
If you are not ready to grow in the Fullness of Youth.

There was this Room which I could not get in
So I banged out the Knob and found an Old Moor
Who scolded my Incompetence of Privacy within
Saying, "These Walls are hired to gun-down your Door!"
Now see how Insane this World could be
If you fail to grow in the Fullness of Youth.

If you read the Album which tells Sweet Lies
Of Plastic Human Nature that soaks with Fame
Reflect on this Affront, the Cross with your eyes
And see if your Person is ever the same
Try to be a little for Yourself and more for Others
And I Promise you will grow in the Fullness of Youth.