little, little ajax
little, little ajax
listen at the birds singing
to their favorite song
look at the sun shining
so bright it almost blinds
“you will be a great man
when you grow up.”
he told him.
“so great that you will
make us proud, ajax.”
little, little ajax
did the birds not sing
along down there?
did the sun not shine
that you were blinded
cause of darkness?
what did they ever do to you?
what did they ever do to you?
what did they do to you?
little, little ajax
i hope you'll listen at the
birds singing again
i hope you'll look at the
sun shining again
i hope you'll bring back
whatever they've taken
from you when you were
fourteen back then
i hope the ocean gaze
find its light again