Page One Project - Part of Lyrics

In pictures I've seen him
So much younger than me
Dark curly hair and
Eyes that seem to see everything
Often he's smiling, second of five kids
Planned to be a lawyer
His life was well lived
Far too short

Can't speak through
Walls of time
So many mysteries behind me
Who am I?
How can I say?
Just know I'm part of a tree

So I say
Thank you for helping me be
All the things I get to see
I'm part of a chain
So I'll say it plain
Thank you for making me me

My first memories are
Mostly centered on her
Hands that held me
Words that taught me to see right from wrong
She was adopted
Lived through the London Blitz
Never much money
Didn't get much glint
Sacrificed

Can't speak through
Walls of time
So many mysteries behind me
Who am I?
How can I say?
Just know I'm part of a tree

Father and mother
I'm made from their DNA
But there was another
So I just have to say
Thank you dad

Yes I say
Thank you for helping me be
All the things I get to see
I'm part of a chain
So I'll say it plain
Thank you for making me me