Am I a godless heathen coz I don't go to Mass
Am I superficial coz I aced the class
Am I just holding onto things as they pass
Am I a monument to what I could never ask
And there are ages and there are times 
There are fountains and there are rhymes
There are oceans of sea and mountains of terrain
But I could never give voice to the loss of pain
As it just fell off my shoulders 
And I'm never getting older
Just fourteen in the scene
The earth quaked in the dream
And I awoke to find I had never been perturbed
The trouble left me without a word
But what could I say to give account of 
The bursting forth and the ardent love
That seem to issue from my being 
It was glory and it was freeing 
But it also came with a solemn tone
You're responsible though you're not alone
And I lifted the weight I felt to carry
I got caught up in the scene and who I'd like to marry
As the days passed by and the body grew
I'm not like what you think I am, it's true
Coz there's something in the water that I do not drink
There's something in the sign that told me to think
About all that I am but could never be 
You don't lose your free will when you find you're free