Converse All-Star's riding the wave of concrete carrying
Gum and dirt and smoked cigarettes
Mine green, Peter's blue, Marc's red

Do you remember?

Racing to the station wagon
Frozen yogurt with gummy bears spilling on the grass
(The green one was the lucky one)
The spoons tucked under our tongues

Do you remember?

That angel riding on your shoulders
It's gentle grip fit squarely on your shoulders
Whispering in your ear

"Take care of the boys
Open the doors to the world for them

Teach Marcus how to care for them
Teach him how to be a leader

Teach Peter that it's OK to cry
That it's OK to be vulnerable

Teach Lucas to open up
Teach him that it's OK to love
And OK to hurt

And teach your little baby girl
Your angel
That it's OK to be different and
That it's OK to need watching over
Sometimes

Because we need you soon up there.
Soon."

Standing out on this balcony looking out at the
Moon riding the waves in the night
I wish that the earth would turn upside down and I
Could fall into the starry darkness

Into your arms.