A song lyric, reflecting on innocence lost as experience is gained

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Hey, Diddle-diddle

The cat and fiddle

The cow jumped over the moon

A old story we’re told

In our sweet Mother’s arms

But our innocence’s lost far too soon

There’s Jack and there’s Jill

They’ve run up the hill

Just to fetch a pail of water

You stand up in the world

Only to fall down

Never sure if you’ll get what you oughter

Innocence

Experience

To one the other’s lost

Innocence

Experience

Is to know truly worth the cost?

Old Mother Hubbard

Went to the cupboard

To get her poor dog a bone

Like ants, we amass

The fruits of our work

Like the dog, we soon find, we have none

Bed knobs and broomsticks

And buttons and bows

Songs, memories, rhymes from our youth

Once we grow up

The wonders we’ve know

All just disappear with a “poof”

Innocence

Experience

To one the other’s lost

Innocence

Experience

Is to know truly worth the cost?

Why put away

The toys we have known?

Who says “adulting”

Is the way we must go?

Can we recapture

The spirit, the fun?

Just for a moment

Before our clocks run

Innocence

Experience

To one the other’s lost

Innocence

Experience

Is to know truly worth the cost?

By Mike Turner

From: United States

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