Verse 1 In a huge and bustling city street, Where basic dreams and vibrant colors meet, A gaunt boy walks with a keen little spark, In a wicked world that’s sometimes dark. His shoes are slack, his steps cautious but strong, With an obvious hope that’s been there all along. He feels overjoyed though the air is pungent, Faces turn cruel, but he stays resilient. --- Verse 2 Under immense skies, he grows sorrowful inside, But finds a serene moment as the wind slides by. Life turns sleek, then destitute, then parched in a blink, And he frequently wonders what others think. But life gets hilarious, sometimes adorable, Other days dull, yet somehow amiable. His body feels frail, his spirit feels indolent, And the day is brief, though the rain is pouring and bent. --- Chorus He feels gifted one day, obese the next, Gets furious, then thrilled, then wealthy in text. The world turns awful, then suddenly ancient, His clothes get soaked, but his heart is downy and patient. People look hideous, but he’s terrified not, He finds flawless moments in the little he’s got. Every “very” word he used to recite— Now a single strong synonym makes it shine bright. --- Bridge Huge and vibrant, sleek and keen, Hilarious laughter in every scene. Soaked in pouring rain he stands, Flawless hope held in his hands. --- Final Chorus Frail or gifted, wicked or serene, Life is more powerful than it seems. Trade every “very” for a word so strong— And you’ll find your voice in this mighty song.
