When you are a child Your bones become deformed Believe me, I remember The sound of my growing bones Then I was obsessed By who and what I was With whom I wanted to be With whom I would be bound Everything is different now I know I understand the sounds I understand the music I understand the noises When you are a child your bones become deformed Believe me, I remember the sound of my growing bones Now that I have reached the depths of my brain I understand the meaning Of my reality Everything is different now I know I understand the sounds I understand the music I understand the noises Everything is different now I know I understand the sounds I understand the music I understand the noises