Who cares if I'm an idiot without logic?
This city came from the sea, and shall return to the sea
Who cares if you're destined to make the sky blue?
We can both live in the rain; never be swept away in the flood
We can both live in the abstract sunny days and our smiles
If you hold my hand and don't let go, I won't pray no more
I won't pray for sunshine, I won't lose you again in selfishness
You are my prayer that was also the answer
So please hold my hand as we fall back to the world below

I feel all kinds of guilty
When I think of those who never got to cry
Those children who weren't so
And know my envy

For in all things I see
Nothing hurts more than
Feeling the child in my mind's womb
Kicking against me

I'm not fond of jealousy
But I think it would be better to know
That you never got to be safe
And you can't miss what you couldn't be

Fear would lose its plea
For it is your mother
And you know it better than pleasure
Each smile is a new land to see