I knew a boy once when I was small
A towhead blond with eyes of salt
He played the drum in the marching band
His parents cared more about the Bible
I knew a boy once when I was small
A towhead blond with eyes of salt
He played the drum in the marching band
His parents cared more about the Bible
Than being good to their own child
He wore long sleeves 'cause of his dad
And somehow we fell out of touch
Hope he took his bad deal and made a royal flush
Don't know if I'll see you again someday
But if you're out there, I hope that you're okay
[Verse 2]
My middle school friend grew up alone
She raised her brothers on her own
Her parents hated who she loved
She couldn't wait to go to college
She was tired, 'cause she was brought into a world
Where family was merely blood
Does she know how proud I am she was created?
With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred?
We don't talk much, but I just gotta say
I miss you, and I hope that you're okay
[Bridge]
Address the letters to the holes in my butterfly wings
Nothing's forever, nothing's as good as it seems
And when the clouds won't iron out
And the monsters creep into your house
Every door is hard to close
[Outro]
Well, I hope you know how proud I am you were created
With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred
But, God, I hope that you're happier today
Cause I love you
And I hope that you're okay
Bhí a fhios agam le buachaill uair amháin nuair a bhí mé beag
A fionn towhead leis na súile salainn
Imir sé an druma sa bhanda máirseáil
A thuismitheoirí cúram níos mó faoi an Bíobla
Ná mar a bheith go maith ar a leanbh féin
Chaith sé faoi deara sleeves fada 'ar a athair
Agus ar bhealach thit muid as dteagmháil
Tá súil thóg sé a déileáil olc agus rinne sé flush ríoga
Níl a fhios agam más rud é Feicfidh mé tú arís someday
Ach má tá tú amach ann, tá súil agam go bhfuil tú ceart go leor
[Verse 2]
D'fhás Mo chara scoil lár ar bun ina n-aonar
ardaigh sí deartháireacha ar a chuid féin
Bhí a tuismitheoirí fuath a grá aici
Ní fhéadfadh sí a fanacht chun dul go dtí coláiste
Bhí sí tuirseach, 'faoi deara go raibh sí ag a tugadh isteach i saol
Sa chás go raibh an teaghlach ach fuil
An bhfuil a fhios aici conas bródúil tá mé sí Cruthaíodh?
Leis an misneach a unlearn léir a n-fuath?
Ní chuirimid labhairt i bhfad, ach tá mé díreach tar éis gotta rá
Fada liom uaim tú, agus tá súil agam go bhfuil tú ceart go leor
[Droichead]
Seoladh na litreacha chuig na poill i mo sciatháin féileacán
Ní dhéanfaidh aon ní atá deo, aon rud mar maith mar is cosúil
Agus nuair nach mbeidh na scamaill iarann amach
Agus an arrachtaigh creep isteach i do theach
Tá gach doras deacair a dhúnadh
[Outro]
Bhuel, tá súil agam a fhios agat conas a bheith bródúil mé go raibh chruthaigh tú
Leis an misneach a unlearn léir a n-fuath
Ach, a Dhia, tá súil agam go bhfuil tú sásta inniu
Cause Is breá liom tú
Agus tá súil agam go bhfuil tú ceart go leor