the boy

the boy

brother, brother, can you see the boy?

brother, brother, can you feel his joy?

the clouds and sun, they paint your story.

the birds sing what you left behind.

the clouds and sun don’t have to hurry

but they still ask what the boy will find.

...what will he find?

he’s a builder, he’s a song

he’s a dreamer all along

the sky can’t hold him so he reaches past,

it won’t hold him, no, they can’t hold him.

the sky can’t hold him, so watch him cast

higher and higher, can you see it now?

brother brother, will you show him now?

...will you show him how?

brother, Brother, i see them call for you.

brother, Brother, eyes holding out for you.

your blood runs deep, and never runs out.

they sing the songs you were meant to sing.

they open their ears, but they hurry about.

will you slow it down? show them you’re listening?

...that Heaven’s listening?

he’s a builder, he’s a song.

he’s a dreamer all along.

the sky can’t hold him so he reaches past,

it won’t hold him, no, they can’t hold him.

the sky can’t hold him, so watch him cast

higher and higher, can you see it now?

brother brother, will you show him now?

...will you show him how?

brother, brother, will you slow this down?

brother, brother, let ‘em hear that sound.

what the sky can’t hold, let em reach beyond.

let him reach beyond.

this world’s meant for dreams like his.

will you play that song? can you play that song?

this world’s meant for dreams like his,

this world’s meant for dreams like his.

and when you play that song,

brother, brother, can you hear his song?

...cause he sings your song.

...yeah he sings your song.

-hb mercy

(photo: hiking in france with nephew)