Grow (song)

These are the first lyrics of a four part song I'm writing. "I Do Not Fly" (check the month of August) is actually being revised and is part two, being renamed to "Approach". And no, guild doesn't really rhyme with child. Oh well. Voice contortion can do an awful lot. Enjoy :-)

Grow

I’m just a boy
The world is a toy
I’m so filled with joy
And seeing no ploy

Eyes filled with wonder
Taking in the world asunder
Hearing the sound of thunder
I’m no pretender

Why should I care
About anything else
What else is there
But to live and be happy
Is there something more
Why should I care about that

Bridge – Instrumental – Key Change

I’m no child now
I can do it, and I’ll be proud
I will live life loud
Stepping ahead of the crowd

Yet I’m older
Perhaps a little bolder
Expand the border
Time to disrupt the order

And time to ponder
Why I’m in this world yonder
Is there any greater honor
A way to live longer

Why should I care
About anything else
What else is there
But to live and be happy
Is there something more
Why, I should care about that

Discovering through the grind
I’ve become part of a blessed guild
I’ve found I don’t mind
I’m living as a precious child

Why should I care
About anything else
What else is there
But to live and be happy
There’s less to live for
But why should I care about that

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