Descendants

Heart on his sleeve
Chip on his shoulder
Maybe I'll feel more like him
When I'm older
She's made of love
Down to her core
That heart of gold
They don't make it anymore

See they pass down their wings
It's a generational things
Gotta keep 'em close
Gotta keep 'em close
Life has a way of knowing just what to say
When you need it most
When you listen close

Try as I might
To find the right words
I'll carry on as your descendent
In this body of words

We've never met
But we'll share a name
We'll share a line
That flows through these veins
And as you go
To write your own chapter
You'll chase the same dreams
That those before you were after

See they pass down their wings
It's a generational thing
Gotta keep 'em close
Gotta keep 'em close

Fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers
Are pillars of strength
Shelter from pain

Try as I might
To find the right words
I'll carry on as your descendent
In this body of words

I just wanna do right by you
I just wanna do right by you
Ooh
I just wanna do right by you
I just wanna do right by you

Try as I might
To find the right words
I'll carry on as your descendent
In this body of words

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And I
I'll carry on
As your descendent
In this body of words
In this body of words