Calamity's Child

Little bull flying on a balloon
Streaks of red cover up all too soon
You stare in horror, though I think I see you smile
Come by my place and stay for a while

The door's broken blue, and there's glitter on your face
And there's little right to do but leave this place
But we can't leave, the man keeps us down
So let's live up while we can in this useless town

Calamity's child, so full of woe
Calamity's child, see more than they know
Calamity's child, is it really who you are?
Their new disaster, my shooting star

White targets set up in a line
Shoot them one by one, it's the end this time
But I know it's not so whenever I look at you
As long as you're here, there's nothing they can do

The door's bright yellow, there's blood on your face
We've got no right to be here, we must leave this place
But they drag us inside even though they hate us there
And everyone would rather make coarse jokes than care

Calamity's child, so full of woe
Calamity's child, see more than they know
Calamity's child, is it really who you are?
You're my sweet child, my shooting star

There's blood on your face
You've ended the race
You've shunned them all, made them fall from grace

You've got new eyes and a smile for Peter
Look at you and say, "I'd like to meet her,"
And you're flying so far
No matter where you are
Calamity's child
You're still my shooting star