Straighten all that we trampled and tore
Daddy's a dark riddle
You are my little kite
Daddy's a dark riddle
Scrub the salt from my stinging skin
Mama's a headful of bees
Soap and water
Scour it down in a wind of sand
Caught up again in the household storms
Daddy's a dark riddle
Heal the cut we called husband and wife
Bleach it clean to a vinegar shine
You are my little kite
Carried away in a wayward breeze
Soap and water
Slip me loose of this wedding band
Mama's a handful of thorns
Hang my heart on a line
Wash the year from my life
You are my little kite
Mama's a headful of bees