I’ve got this line
Stuck in my head
From American Beauty
There must be nothing worse in this world
Than being boring
How bout a toast
To All of our kids
Here’s to hoping
they’re just as strange as us
When they grow up some day
Everything you’ve ever hoped for
Everything you’ve ever wanted for them
I hope you recognize these are second-hand dreams
As they scatter to the wind
Oh, but here’s to hoping
For whatever it’s worth
Here’s to hoping
So raise up your glass
Let’s pour one out
For our expectations
The battle was lost
Before it began
They are what they are
They’ll be what they’ll be
So here’s to hoping
They’re just as strange as us
When they grow up some day
Everything you’ve ever hoped for
Everything you’ve ever wanted for them
I hope you recognize these are second-hand dreams
As they scatter to the wind
So how bout a toast
To all of our kids
Here’s to hoping
They care as much as us
When they have their own kids some day
Everything you’ve ever hoped for
Everything you’ve ever wanted for them
I hope you recognize these are second-hand dreams
As they scatter to the wind
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