Ashes were falling from the boys lips
Set a little fire in his finger tips
Well he picked up his hands and tried to stop this
Picked up a shovel said, “I have to dig”
Calluses were forming on his words now
Who would tell his stories if his voice stopped making sound?
I am an eager heir to his throne of tales
I’ll strain to sing them loud
I opened up my mouth
When you called my name triumphantly
Did you hand down your burning heart to me?
I know you know you don’t deserve this
Give that nurse a speech
Let’s fast forward to the part where it’s a memory, it’s a fable
It’s a lesson we can teach
I hear them inside
They’re feeding when you’re breathing fire
Will it hurt your pride to try?
Call my name triumphantly
Go ‘head and hand down your burning heart to me
You can live through me vicariously
If you just hand down your burning heart to me
“Kick off your shoes ‘cause there’s a party in his blood cells
We can give him the chance to change
Get under and in his leathery skin
We know you’re stubborn but we got you by the throat now
We’re the best curse you’ll ever have
We’re under your skin
We want you to win”
You’re not supposed to die
Stand up and shine
Don’t mind what the doctor said
Laugh at the odds
God will be shaking the hand of your soul when you’re…
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