Gatsby`s American Dream The Child Lyrics

The Child Lyrics

Glorious light covers him tonight. Him: unaware and silent, six years old and
sleeping. The rest of us: dying and waiting for him to grow old. Old enough to
save us. Yeah, so save us. Green glorious light covers him tonight. One hundred
twenty volts wired straight to his soul, but beyond the hills a shadow is
falling through the valley of ashes where death meets destruction. Ya, so lead
us. The reign of death will die and we will strike keepin on his perseverance
merits preservation. Our enemies sails will hang on broken masts and their
tackle will be rendered useless. Sometimes it takes the mind of a child to
overcome. If it's what you've found, trust what you see. Ask: is there
something wrong with this picture? And take it over.