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
Jeg kjente en gutt en gang da jeg var liten
En krabaten blonde med øyne av salt
Han spilte trommelen i korps
Foreldrene brydde seg mer om Bibelen
Enn å være god til sitt eget barn
Han hadde på seg lange ermer 'årsaken til hans far
Og noe vi falt ut av kontakten
Håper han tok sin dårlig avtale og gjorde en royal flush
Vet ikke om jeg får se deg igjen en dag
Men hvis du er der ute, håper jeg at du har det bra
[Vers 2]
Min ungdomsskolen venn vokste opp alene
Hun hevet hennes brødre på egen hånd
Hennes foreldre hatet som hun elsket
Hun kunne ikke vente med å gå på college
Hun var sliten, for hun ble brakt inn i en verden
Hvor familien var bare blod
Vet hun hvor stolt jeg hun ble skapt?
Med mot til å avlære alle deres hat?
Vi snakker ikke mye, men jeg må bare si
Jeg savner deg, og jeg håper at du har det bra
[Bro]
Adresse brevene til hullene i mine sommerfuglvinger
Ingenting er for alltid, ingenting er så bra som det ser ut
Og når skyene vil ikke stryke ut
Og monstrene krype inn i huset ditt
Hver dør er vanskelig å lukke
[Outro]
Vel, jeg håper du vet hvor stolt jeg er du ble skapt
Med mot til å avlære alle deres hat
Men, Gud, jeg håper at du er lykkeligere i dag
Fordi jeg elsker deg
Og jeg håper at du har det bra