When I’m Grown Like Fully Grown

And I have no stake alive
In time black it was never really had
When I grow like fully grown
No batteries and altar cloths

When I grow from holding out
In a dark cloud the day grows somber
They will wrap my stone alive
With batteries and altar cloths

When I'm grown like fully grown
The time passes in search of a vein
Don't you stay featherlight
Through unseemly-most times we need most

Don't think that they're holding back
They're simply as weak as that
Don't think that they're holding back
They're simply as weak as that