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Night |
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Field of stars above us |
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You pick one, |
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we frame it with our fingers intertwined |
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Seeds of every generation between our hands |
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And the promise to teach you the little |
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i have learned so far |
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Child |
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What will you live to do? |
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What have i left for you? |
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What will we leave behind? |
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You |
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Learning as you're growing, |
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not yet knowing the world isn't always |
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quite as beautiful as it is now |
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is it the night |
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Child |
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What will you live to do? |
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What have i left for you? |
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What will we leave behind? |
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Child |
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What will you live to do? |
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What have i left for you? |
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What will we leave behind? |
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Night |
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Field of stars above us |
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I pick one and name it for you |
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and all who are to come |
