Yesterday's Child - CPR

I know where there’s a spring of blood and water

It bubbles up from somewhere deep in the heats of man

There have come whirlpools to this place in recent times

Drinking down the breath of brothers

And you might think that it’s your world and the rest of us

Should fall away

In forty moons you might find that it belongs to

Yesterday’s child

I wish I had been raised wild by wolves and padded

Through a forest a thousand years before man

Singing with my clan at two moons or three

Echoing across the world the exact sound of freedom

And if you feel that way

Face the dark and fight

Or keep on dreaming

Cause dreams makes light

In forty moons you might find that it belongs to

Yesterday’s child