My someday coming child
I name and I rename you
I make up memories for you of melodies
And friends from books I want to give you
And horse-and-buggy sounds outside
But of the someday coming world
I don't know, I don't know
There is so much I would keep you from
If I, if I could
The heroes, selfish fools they only want their freedom
The hero-makers' greed prevails
And we are all shock numb
And watch the shock increasing
And shame is something old, outgrown
And of the someday coming world
I don't know, I don't know
There is so much I would keep you from
If I, if I could
Oh, maybe you won't see
My too self-conscious tumblings
My running from the phone, my fears
Because I can be very strong
Say I can, say I can
There is so much to believe in
There are angel words to teach you
There is hope, my daydream child