Tekster: Boy Sets Fire. Timothy.

Ends and means redemption
Of your past are painful reminders
Take these wings and make good on
All the promises unkept in this life

The judgments weighed against you
Fell away to embrace your memory again
Take these wings and make good on
All the things that were controlling you

And then destroyed you and your short breath of life
Fulfill all of the unsaid promises
You made to family and friends
Through blessings and understandings

And I can't seem to understand why
The end of your pain meant the end of a rope
But I guess it's the only freedom that you've ever known
The price you've paid is dying alone

Please bless this child, all that he's dreamed
All that he worked for every dream
Make his love, his compassion
Inspiration to us all