Your father was always the rational kind He followed the news he read all the science There's no room for more, no room to expand Would you really give birth astride sinking sand? For the world is a lung we barely breathe through Why make a new life to pass it on to? So I searched for a way to keep you a dream One that lived in my heart and would never be seen But you, my son, you broke through it all Through every reason each side of the wall You, my light, my hope at the end You my son, my starting again My starting again
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Your father was always a practical man The oceans are rising, the hole is expanding I've seen what's coming, the ash in the sky He told me "My woman, we don't have a right You'll never find a reason bigger than this To keep your heart in a closed fist" So I searched for a meaning bigger than you Tried telling myself the right thing to do But you, my son, you broke through it all Every reason each side of the wall You, my light, my hope at the end You my son, my starting again My starting again My starting again My starting again When you appeared It was louder than sense Stronger than life Bigger than fear Yeah when you appeared It was fire and God and tears and oceans of light And suddenly hearing his heart loud and clear Like he was starting again Starting again, starting again, starting again, starting again Yeah we were starting again, starting again, starting again Your father was always the rational kind, till you arrived