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Filtered from the stars, the baby blossomed
Blisters from the scars, soon he learned the lessons...
In a crater he was found by a temporary man
Nobody else was around, so he took him in his hands

MAY YOU NOT BE THERE AS THAT BABY GROWS UP
MAY YOU NOT BE THERE WHEN THAT MOUTH OPENS
MAY YOU NOT BE THERE WHEN THAT BOMB BLOWS UP
MAY YOU NOT BE THERE...

His girlfriend emits lights, she blinks all the time
They fly but in different heights, she buzzes like a broken chime
A temporary man walks by with his child
He's got an uranium tan, his expression is mild

MAY YOU NOT BE THERE AS THAT BABY GROWS UP
MAY YOU NOT BE THERE WHEN THAT MOUTH OPENS
MAY YOU NOT BE THERE WHEN THAT BOMB BLOWS UP
MAY YOU NOT BE THERE...

[I hope it ends alright
I hope it ends just fine
I hope it ends alright
For us...

I hope it ends alright
I hope it ends just fine
I hope it ends alright
For us...]