Description

Folk, Singer songwriter, slow tempo, major, young, youthful, kids, children, quirky, cute, light, organic, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, ukulele, glockenspiel, toy piano, piano, bass, drums, synth

Lyrics

I never thought to count the hours out at sea But even if you never see land that doesn't make you free And it's frightening to think what might have been They say lightning can't strike again I am not one to be afraid of getting old It helps to be a part of the greatest story ever told And it's frightening to think what might have been They say lightning can never strike again And these things we pursue Don't come from within