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