Verse 1
Barely eighteen, school just behind,
Rural skies, a mom still childly blind.
Gave birth in winter storm and blue-lit night,
First son, so small, so bright.
In her youth where untamed fire burns,
The world she knew had sharply turned.
Bridge
Roots and wings — we all do share,
Grounded by one, the other soars through air.
Unchained soul in rise and fall,
Beyond the clouds, beyond it all.
Verse 2
Youngest dreams in muddy streams,
Warmed by bonfires, by sunlight beams.
Built dams, found friends, chased frogs for fun,
A joyful heart, real life begun.
First love flared shy, then slipped away,
Yet dreams stayed near and lit the way.
Sea winds in hair, salt on the skin,
Undiscovered land — and us within.
Bridge
From tools and sweat to lecture hall,
From soldier’s march to engineer’s call.
A curious spark, an open mind,
Metrology — the passion I’d find.
Verse 3
A brother lost — overnight torn away,
A call that broke the light of day.
Too soon, too deep — a brutal blow,
Only echoes stay — where we used to go.
Bridge
Love was found in life's shifting sands,
A daughter who heals with steady hands,
A son who walks far foreign lands.
Outro
The path winds on, still not complete,
New pages turn, with each heartbeat.
A fire inside, a steady drum —
Forever young — we’re not yet done.