Long white arms losing their strength and form,
Sixty year man on twenty year old skin.
Skeleton your eyes have lost their warmth,
And look to your father for some support.
(chorus)
Hush, hush, hush....says your Daddy's touch.
Sleep, sleep, sleep....says the hundredth sheep
Peace, peace, peace....May you go in peace.
Cruel joke you waited so long to show,
The one that you wanted wasn't a girl.
All your life you kept it hidden inside,
Now when you step, you stumble, you die.
(chorus)
Oh maybe next time you'll be Henry the Eighth
Wake up tomorrow Alexander the Great.
Open your eyes in a new life again.
Oh maybe next tme you'll be given a chance.
