And all that matters branded on your arm

When you grow into your skin

I'll be the hope joining the wall

And all the scraps of world joined at the hand

Are there to hold you in our secret plan

Suddenly I have this feeling

Tasting copper in my mouth

I look to watch the clouds for comfort

The Boy Who Trapped the Sun

Men det kanske inte är så farligt i alla fall.

Att inte vara bäst på allt

Att inte vara super på allt

Jag kanske duger ändå?

Vi får väl se.