(J. Cain)

When you gave me this song

I was so young
I would open my mouth
The words would just slip off my tongue

Then I passed through a world
It was ancient and cold
So I hid all the maps and I buried the gold

But what is a treasure?
And who is it for?
It's time to go outside and face the wolves

Standing by the door
They may tear us apart
Rip our hearts at the seams

Just don't be afraid to tell your children your dreams