Testo Gift

Red and blue flashing lights
Black and blue from the fight
What is lost
What is won
What's done is done

In the web of modern life
Into the walls with no foresight I will run always run
In search of the sun

You gave the gift to me
You gave the gift
But never kept enough for yourself
And you passed it down
You gave the gift to me
You gave the gift
But never kept enough for yourself
It's everywhere I turn
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I look away

It's not how you trip It's how you steer your ship
With a gentle hand
Is how you land

It's a blessing and a curse
For the better and the worse
At least that's what I tell
The son before he sleeps