The entire song is a beautiful message and story made by Sketch Lightly. Just take a deep listen to all the words and you'll see there was no reason for me to write a description. Lyrics: My bicycle is broken. But it's ok. My dad can fix it. He has a bag of wishes that he keeps his magic tricks in. And if I hit a rock, my dad, he's got a box about the length of our garage, where he keeps bicycle band-aids, just in case a tire pops. And two rungs below, among the dust, there glows a bucket cold with nuts and bolts. And when his hands form cups to hold these rusty old metal fillings, they turn to chunks of gold that can hold together buildings. In my backyard, above the rocks, he built a house among the feathers. He brought me closer to the heavens just by slamming boards together. In my backyard, there's a tree with arms that seem to scrape forever. But as perfect as that seems, my dad built wings that made it better. And he built this giant bar that goes straight across my yard, with these legs that dig hard into the ground and stand guard. And from that bar, he hung these swings. And when I'd swing, I'd pump so hard that I'd push the clouds apart. And at the top, I'd stall, and right before I'd fall, I'd kinda float, among the stars, on the ends of iron ropes. See, my dad built a kingdom, without making a single metaphor. His bare hands drew life from a backyard. My childhood was spent on the edge of a pendulum, stretchin' out my legs, tryin' to reach that star. My dad ... 10 X 10 Tents Get It Now! Sunbeam Humidifier Decide Now
