Sleepy Goodman - Defining Constructs Lyrics

Sit and listen to me now
I will read it somehow
Some words are best sung
And some better to leave out
In song
Little child come hear me
You have all the piecings
To conquer all the world
And fight past all the thorns who say that
Some things are unfair
For the past few years all I've been trying to do
Is find myself
That is-find the things I want to define me
Thus far, I at least know of a few
And they sure hell are not things I was born with
They were shaped and molded
Scarred and weathered
God help them for God helped them
And I'll leave it up to the one's whom I've loved
To pick out the pieces that I call my defining constructs