Babyland

A graduation comes
An awkward end to a cause
dedicated to doubt
But dedication is not enough
to songs we’ve already sung

(oh)

In ceremony and loss
Prove a chance to belong
What am I allowed
Do I
Do I
Do I
Do I really belong?

Will the day ever come?
My Brother singing along
My Mother knowing she’s loved
My Father watching me proud
And all the truth in cliches
What is ours to take?
Possibility and evolution remain...