It was like fire filling your head in a slumber state 
 All of this wonder comes from the bridge you live under and paint pictures of yourself 
 All of these wishes, not faithful but just superstitious 
 because no one's perfect 
 But how could I be right about a puzzle no ones sorted out? 
 One so comprehensive 
 Wild, don't end up grey and in denial 
 What's my purpose? 
 I wonder what comes after 
 I wonder why I matter 
 I'm supposed to use my time and know exactly what I'm doing this for 
 It chokes me up when I think about my children 
 I hope that one day they will not take anything for granted 
 I hope I've made an impact 
 I hope I've touched and loved you 
 I hope one day I'll leave behind a legacy that's beautiful 
 Like you…