On Children

On Children Lyrics

Song On Children
Artist Damien Rice
Album On Children (From "Kahlil Gibran's The Prophet" Soundtrack)
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[00:31, 415] Your children are not your children.
[00:38, 415] They’re the sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself.
[00:45, 415] They come through you,
[00:48, 415] not from you,
[00:51, 415] though they are with you, yet they belong to themselves.
[00:58, 415] You may give them love but not your thoughts,
[01:05, 415] for they have thoughts of their own.
[01:11, 415] You may house their bodies not their souls,
[01:17, 415] for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
[01:24, 415] Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
[01:34, 415] Wo~~~~
[01:47, 415] You may strive to be like them,
[01:55, 415] but seek not to make them like you.
[02:01, 415] For life goes not backwards,
[02:08, 415] nor tarries with yesterday.
[02:14, 415] You are the bows from which your children
[02:21, 415] as living arrows are sent forth.
[02:28, 415] The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite.
[02:34, 415] And he bends you with his might,
[02:41, 415] that his arrows may go swift and far.
[02:50, 415] Wo~~~~
[03:17, 415] Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness.
[03:24, 415] For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.
[03:31, 415] Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness.
[03:37, 415] For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.
[00:31, 415] Your children are not your children.
[00:38, 415] They' re the sons and daughters of life' s longing for itself.
[00:45, 415] They come through you,
[00:48, 415] not from you,
[00:51, 415] though they are with you, yet they belong to themselves.
[00:58, 415] You may give them love but not your thoughts,
[01:05, 415] for they have thoughts of their own.
[01:11, 415] You may house their bodies not their souls,
[01:17, 415] for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
[01:24, 415] Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
[01:34, 415] Wo
[01:47, 415] You may strive to be like them,
[01:55, 415] but seek not to make them like you.
[02:01, 415] For life goes not backwards,
[02:08, 415] nor tarries with yesterday.
[02:14, 415] You are the bows from which your children
[02:21, 415] as living arrows are sent forth.
[02:28, 415] The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite.
[02:34, 415] And he bends you with his might,
[02:41, 415] that his arrows may go swift and far.
[02:50, 415] Wo
[03:17, 415] Let your bending in the archer' s hand be for gladness.
[03:24, 415] For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.
[03:31, 415] Let your bending in the archer' s hand be for gladness.
[03:37, 415] For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.
[00:31, 415] Your children are not your children.
[00:38, 415] They' re the sons and daughters of life' s longing for itself.
[00:45, 415] They come through you,
[00:48, 415] not from you,
[00:51, 415] though they are with you, yet they belong to themselves.
[00:58, 415] You may give them love but not your thoughts,
[01:05, 415] for they have thoughts of their own.
[01:11, 415] You may house their bodies not their souls,
[01:17, 415] for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
[01:24, 415] Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
[01:34, 415] Wo
[01:47, 415] You may strive to be like them,
[01:55, 415] but seek not to make them like you.
[02:01, 415] For life goes not backwards,
[02:08, 415] nor tarries with yesterday.
[02:14, 415] You are the bows from which your children
[02:21, 415] as living arrows are sent forth.
[02:28, 415] The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite.
[02:34, 415] And he bends you with his might,
[02:41, 415] that his arrows may go swift and far.
[02:50, 415] Wo
[03:17, 415] Let your bending in the archer' s hand be for gladness.
[03:24, 415] For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.
[03:31, 415] Let your bending in the archer' s hand be for gladness.
[03:37, 415] For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.
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