Dubliners (The)
Scorn Not His Simplicity
See the childWith the golden hair yet eyes that show the emptiness insideDo we knowCan we understand just how he feels or have we really triedSee him nowAs he stands alone and watches children play a children's gameSimple childHe looks almost like the others yet they know he's not the sameScorn not his simplicityBut rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicityOh noOh noSee him stareNot recognising the kind face that only yesterday he lovedThe loving face Of a mother who can't understand what she's been guilty ofHow she cried tears of happinessThe day the doctor told her it's a boyNow she cries tears of helplessnessAnd thinks of all the things he can't enjoySongtexteScorn not his simplicityBut rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicityOh noOh noOnly he knows how to face the future Hopefully surrounded by despairHe won't ask for your pity or your sympathyBut surely you should careScorn not his simplicityBut rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicityOh noOh noOh no
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