I wanted to bathe in your glory
But you you must tell your own story
You must live in your own category
Explore your own territory
Your story can never be mine
You gotta drink your own wine
Find your own place to dine
Dig in your own goldmine
And so my child I release you
To do whatever will please you
I can't seize you or squeeze you or freeze you
My own dreams never can ease you
Goodbye my child with my blessing
Move on for time's always pressing
Our parting need not be distressing
Your need to be you I'm addressing
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