I remember the day
I put away childish things
It was a sobering dance
When I cut off all the strings
And as I lost my grip
The grips, well, they lost me
I found my way back home
To that river soft and free
Cuz the weaknesses will come
But they drift off just the same
When you remember your name
When you remember your name
We don't have to be bold
But we can never be afraid
Cuz it's all just the same
When we remember our name
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