Testo Someday Coming

My someday coming child, I name and I re-name you. I make up memories for you Of melodies And friends from books I want to give you And horse and buggy sounds outside. But of the someday coming world, I don't know, I don't know. There is so much I would keep you from If I, if I could. The heroes, selfish fools - They only want their freedom. The hero-makers' greed prevails. And we are all shock-numb And watch the shock increasing. And shame is something old, outgrown. And of the someday coming, world - I don't know, I don't know. There is so much I would keep you from If I, if I could. Oh maybe you won't see My too self-conscious stumblings, My running from the phone, My fears. Because I can be very strong. Say I can, say I can. There is so much to believe in. There are angel words to teach you. There is hope, my daydream child.