Cowboy Junkies - My Little Basquiat lyrics

My little boy on the kitchen floor

(my little basquiat)

Stick men fighting stick dinosaurs

(my little basquiat)

Colours leaping all over the mat

(my little basquiat)

The kitchen floor is where it's at

For my little basquiat

One day

He'll be golden

Maybe chosen

Perhaps to lead

One day

He'll be shaken

Maybe taken

Perhaps to bleed

My big girl swinging from the bars

(my little comaniche)

Fist of stone flying above the yard.

(my little comaniche)

Halfway up is halfway down

(my little comaniche)

Or maybe it's the other way around

For my little comaniche

One day

She'll be moonlight

Maybe too bright

Perhaps, to shine

One day

She'll be found out

Maybe ground down

Perhaps she'll cry

My little girl on her mothers lap

(my little panchen lama)

Sucking on her fingers, surveying the roadmap

(my little panchen lama)

Seems to be the only one around

(my little panchen lama)

That sees the red lights at the end of town

(my little panchen lama)

One day

They'll be older

Maybe bolder

Perhaps, than me

One day

They'll be rising

Maybe living

Perhaps, in peace