Innocence Mission

Aren't you bursting with butterflies
on the fourth of September?
Like you'll have to get on the bus
in your tartan dress, with your lunch box.
Though your body is twenty-nine.
Though your mind is an old thing.
I mean, don't you ever sigh,

"I am always beginning the world,
beginning the world?"
"I am always beginning the world,
beginning the world."