He's gonna learn to dive.
He's gonna learn to dance.
He's gonna play the Rachmaninoff.
He's gonna find something meaningful to do.
He's gonna fly.
He's gonna write his first draft in Goa.
He's gonna fill his emptiness of the conversations long lost.
Maybe all of that won't happen but moloko ki kasam , I viddy them all.
You make me real
Lately I just can't seem to believe
You make me real
Discard my friends to change the scenery
Strong as i feel
It meant the world to hold a bruising faith
You make me real
But now it's just a matter of grace
