How can you hold all the promise in the world, 

and you can't keep a promise worth making?

Why are hearts so rythmic and loud,

My dear, I think yours are breaking.

How can you create such beautiful things,

and how do you wield so much power?

I am arrogant, I fight, and in case you haven't noticed,

I have yet to find the right hour.

I don't think I'm here because you're cruel or you're bored,

I think you want to watch something grow.

We've traveled this universe, you and I

Now kid, that's all for this show.