You'll be a bright light coming out of the dark All the doctors blinking hard You'll be lightning coming out of the storm It's a message, it's a miracle
You'll do all right You've got your mother's eyes You've got your daddy's head Everything you need
For this hard ride They'll be strapping you on All the ups and downs and you can't get off Yes, trouble we're handing off And you've got to do better than us
It'll be all right You've got lots of time Got your daddy's love Everything you want
I can feel you and what you're gonna be You'll be stronger, you'll be smarter than me Oh baby, I'll say it again You're the most incredible thing
Sorry, this is it It's cold and hard and badly lit And there's no backing out of it So forget where you've been It'll never be that good again And we must only look ahead Soon you're 33 And everything you tried to be Is pulled apart by fear and greed
Let young hands build you up And carve your face in honest rock With sunlight on your noble jaw May young hands build you up I'm happy that you've come along I'm happy that you've come, I'm happy that you've come
Oh baby, I'll say it again I'll say it again, I'll say it You're the most incredible thing
(via @nacimwest)
Compositor: Timothy John Baker ECAD: Obra #36742288