I built a bridge with broken crayons Watched it bend beneath the weight Colors melting into puddles Dreams don’t always hold their shape Paper boats in the rain They’re floating Holding pain But they don’t sink They never drown They carry me to solid ground A tree grows tall through cracked cement Its roots defy the gray and cold I carve my name into its bark A story told but never sold The rain can’t wash it all away Some marks are meant to stay Paper boats in the rain They’re floating Holding pain But they don’t sink They never drown They carry me to solid ground A rollercoaster that spin too fast A kite caught high in tangled wires But even when the strings are frayed It still reaches for the skies