Baby, you'll be alright
A story told, 100 words unknown
I remember all of the puddles you stormed through
Awake in the car, parked, two sinners and two saints
She looks like your piano though all her keys are grey
I want to live, I want a life where we all learn how to fly
I want to sing, I want to cry
Did you all learn how to die yet?
A kid from Alaska thinks the forest sounds better when she rains
Have a parade, let's have a parade
Baby, you'll be alright