Pointing to the surprise eggs hatching toys and puzzles
Helicopter to the rescue; found out about my Hot Wheels
Daddy, how will it ever rise the plane outside my window?
Cause the airfoil will lift it up, son, and that thought makes him humble
Daddy’s dancing, parts the dance floor like the Red Sea
Because I could not stop for death, he kindly did the cabbage patch for me
Plastic saucer spinning down
Snow cakes up the mountain
A toddler picks his daddy up
Someone had to be in charge then
Remember to keep pedaling, faster when you’re falling
Zipper ride, airboat, ice skates, checkers, Cyclone, teacup ride
Race with trains, jump from airplanes to keep the kid inside
I get slow and you get fast, but I work so hard to keep up
A threatening hill and a crashing bike, it’s OK just a little blood
And he hates sleep there’s a brittle moon and he cries cause he won’t see it
That’s OK—you’re sad right now but a new day will come and you can rise and greet it
It’s OK, we don’t have to play you can stare outside the window
There’s a whole world inside your head, much more than you’ll ever know
But I teach you and then you teach me things that I forgot from pride
I help you and you help me; don’t forget to keep a kid inside
Don’t forget Dad that you have to keep the kid inside
–Eric Rasmussen
(These are lyrics from my 2019 song “A Kid’s Inside,” from Salon de la Guerre’s upcoming pop-rock album, From Sour to Cinnamon.)
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