[Verse] A child sits alone with two jars in hand One tall and thin One short and wide Which one holds more? Piaget would ask Conservation yet to bloom inside [Verse 2] Rules are solid like lines in the sand A young mind bends but won’t think twice Right and wrong are clear as night and day Morality painted in black and white [Chorus] Stages turning Steps we climb Through the haze of growing time What we learn and what we leave Marks the map of what we believe [Verse 3] Now comes justice dressed in compromise Intent outweighs the letter of stone Empathy blossoms where rules dissolve The heart begins to build its throne [Bridge] Confusion knocks on wisdom's door Truth and doubt collide once more As the brain spins the moral wheel Life's lessons etch what we feel [Chorus] Stages turning Steps we climb Through the haze of growing time What we learn and what we leave Marks the map of what we believe
