9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0. You were a child, crawling on your knees, Charging, making mama so proud, But your voice is too loud. We like to watch you laughing, Picking insects off plants, No time to think of consequences. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. The water is warm, but sedentatious. A baby is born, crying out for attention. Memories fade, like looking through a bar mirror. Decisions to decisions are made not far, but not far. Swimming hurt a lot, I guess not. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees wanting to be haunted. Control yourself, take only what you need from it. A family of trees.