Perfect Crime

Once upon a time there was a small human being
He always laughed an' he was surrounded by love
He only wanted to dream fixing the ceiling
That little point in the unknown immensity
His body was over the colored books
An' the travellin' mind out of the spotless room
It seemed a fairy tale, but it was the truth
He dreamed someone close to him
Someone that took him to play
Where the stars are shinin'
An' he felt asleep with his outstretched hand
Like other millions of tiny bodies
But a day nobody smiled at him anymore
An' tender mother's face that he still remember
Now is full of sad wrinkles of tiredness
No more funny friendships are jumpin' on the TV
Only sex, violence an' that he still rememeber
The end of the dreams, where's that hand?
The stars are always farer an' dark
He sleep clenchin' his fist
But in the next room, two old human beings
Couldn't grow up enough
An' they still stretchin' their hands in the dark