I know that we have not yet been perfected
And are missing parts of us that are required.
I know that we will never fully heal
And we will spend a lifetime in repair;
Just a mess of broken glass and shorted wires,
Our jealousy, impulses and fears.

And like everything that has been left unfinished,
We have made room for all our mistakes.
And if your course should change
I will not be compelled to follow you.
I'll keep you here inside among the things
That take up space and gather dust.

I will see in you the things I've always wanted,
You will become more than just a constant.
You will be the guidelines and the light.
Rain or sun you are shining
Now that you have found a reason to move on.

But you may lean into me.
I'm not as frail as we used to be.
We're not as frail as we used to be.

I am a son, you are a daughter.
I am a son, you are a daughter.
A daughter.
(I am a son, you are a daughter.)
(I am a son, you are a daughter.)
I am a son, you are a daughter.
I am a son, you are a daughter.
I am a son, you are a daughter.
I am a son, you are a daughter.
A daughter.