I am tall, I'm not tall enough
And I am small, this is all "small stuff."
I thank my father for all that you've known.
I'm proud of my brother, look how you've grown.
I am wild, I am wild and free.
So much time to stop being, and just be.
I thank you mother, I thank you for this skin.
I thank my best friends for this happy state I'm in.
'Cause I may not have a plan, but I know who I am.
And I may not know my way, still I walk every day.
(Thank you so, thank you so much.)
(Thank you for these bones that I've grown to love.)
And Kali reads, recites her poetry
About the land of dreams, she says, "Just follow me."
We're all alone, we're all together now
Thank you for this chance to learn how.
'Cause we may not have a plan, yet we know, we can.
While we don't know the way, we still walk every day.
(Isn't that beauty? Isn't that true love?)
(Isn't that beauty? Isn't that true love?)
(Thank you so, thank you so much.)
(These brittle bones I've grown to love)
(Isn't that beauty? Isn't that true love?)
(Thank you so, thank you so much.)
I may not have a plan, but I know who I am.
And I may not know my way, still I walk every day.
Come with me, my friends, this is a journey with no end.
Though we don't know our way, we can walk every day.
(These brittle bones)
(Thank you so)
(These brittle bones)
(Thank you so)