Spider spinning the web of design
How do you spin a web so sublime
How do you make you children listen so well and make them trusted to fly to the sky
With no words said they go on their own still so young and grow in time
Yet here with my own I still complain
They just don even know how to listen or mind me even up at seven years down the line.
You hatch them and already they’re gone and run
While mine act up and have to always be at my side instead
A web of wonder and a life of questions unanswered
I just don’t get how you do so well with such tiny things so young alone
Spider spinning a web of design
How do spin a web so sublime
