I was born in 1989

All we could do

No shakes or coughs or burst relief

Or lists of all our things

Just minutes making minds

I was born in 1989

All we could do

But the making never made

The comers never came

But I still felt that awful news

It was patience that we had

And the miles that we had left

That held us there

Until we could let go

I was born in 1989

Over soon

No moon children or people's sun

No ringing in my ears

When I felt that awful news

It was patience that we had

And the miles that we had left

That held us there

Until we could let go

It was patience that we had

And the miles that we had left

That held us there

Until we could let go

Until we could let go

I was born in 1989

All we could do

That never your part nobody

That never your part nobody

Die

Felt that awful news

It was patience that we had

Miles that we had left

That held us there

Until we could let go

It was patience that we had

Miles that we had left

That held us there

Until we could let go

Until we could let go