Lyrics and Music by Andrew Luttrell
© 2006 Echoeseven Music LTD, Andrew Luttrell
All Rights Reserved
Henry bought a plane ride to Belstock
As I bought more time on my hands
The fiddle player sold me the gridlock
And my drummer then left with the plans
The carousel we all knew just burned down
A sailing barge has sunk into the sea
The thief then took Jonathan's revolver
As the light of his eyes were blinding me
The lines were one to one, and the cuts were deep my son
So the road map just grew from mile to mile
My breathing ain't no fun, and the work ain't never done
So there's another Two Thousand child
2000 Child
2000 Child
There's another 2000 Child
The tiles are breaking on that old wall
A dogwood tree has fallen to the ground
That friend of mine is flying high above the world
My old hotel still has no one around
The lines were one to one, and the cuts were deep my son
So the road map just grew from mile to mile
My breathing ain't no fun, and the work ain't never done
So there's another Two Thousand child
2000 Child
2000 Child
It's another 2000 Child