Elfen Clay Mans

Where will I go and what will I say
There's nowhere left to run and play
as I watch them molding clay

Trees and ducks and creatures I see
But strange are the eyes that stare at me
Are they scared of what they see
Or maybe I'm just crazy

What will I say to the ones that can't hear the cries
When the blind are the ones that won't fear the lights

Thoughts of pain throughout my brain
Needing somewhere just to escape
Another land. So far away?
Maybe I'll find it some other day

Nothing to do
Locked in my room
Or somewhere else
If I don't get out soon

Pull up my hair
Put on my shoes
But my feet are stuck
From the hardened glue

Scratch the surface
Scraping down
Mine up the ores as they fall to the ground
Smelting them 'till they get shiny

I needed to go somewhere new
Somewhere where I never knew
Somewhere where the tall trees grew
Somewhere only the ancients knew

So as I thought of what to do
I walked on.. and walked on thru
I went to the Elfen lands and they made me out of clay
And now I think I like it this way