Quilts, Coats, And Colors

I want to live simply like my father
He never has much been for colors
But I think
That his colors are his children

And I want to live fearlessly
Believing nothing could ever hurt me
If I'd just love
If I'd just love relentlessly

And I don't have an extravagant plan
For who I'll be when I'm an older man
But the best adventures
Follow no maps

And when I was born a quilt was sewn
By the one who held my father
Before he had grown
Before he'd met my mother

And more were made as our family grew
A name is just a name
But it holds me to you
For there's love in every letter

And my name says that I am light
And I want to learn how to fight
For the ones
This dark world has barred from hope

And I want to see with clear eyes
To see beauty underneath
Every painful disguise
I want the bravery to dream

But it's not the coat that makes the dreamer
Nor the stitches of a quilt
It's not the colors that you wear, son
It's the colors that you've spilled

When you fight
When you fight
When you fight
Fight for love

Oh when you fight
When you fight
When you fight
Fight for love