Hail Mary

If you could dream and not make dreams your master
If you could live with triumph and disaster
If you could bleed and paint the town red
If you could go through Hell still Heaven sent

Some day you'll be a man, my son
Some day you'll be loved, my son
It's down to you

You wanna say Hail Mary
Your mother wouldn't be proud
You wanna hold on to hope but
Hope is running you down
Hope is running you down

If you could sing the songs of angels
In a place where the Devil rests
If you could shimmer with a new light
In a place where the sun sets

Some day you'll be a man, my son
Some day you'll be loved, my son
It's down to you

You wanna say it gets easier
The hardest part hasn't come
You wanna swim out the deep blue
Towards the shimmering sun

You wanna see it be beautiful
Your murdered paradise
You can still be in Heaven
Even though you're alive

Even though you're alive
Even though you're alive
Even though you're alive
Even though you're alive

If you could dream and not make dreams your master



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Whiteside
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