[Part 1 – Tuesday’s Child]
Infected heart in isolation
Never sleeps or eats, just wastes away
Fear and shame consume her
And dreads the dying of the day
Taken from me far too soon
The pain transferred, the time before
The shroud of sorrow, endless gloom
The lovely Edith, here no more
Hopes are fading, all the while
Knowing well how long it lingers
Loss of hearing, loss of faith
Learn to listen with my fingers
I won’t let this beat me
I won’t let this go
This will not define me
Tuesday’s child will grow and grow
But I won’t let this beat me
I won’t let this go
This will not define me
Tuesday’s child will grow and grow
Consumption calls and death’s release
Misery has come to stay
And who would choose this dread disease
There’s got to be some other way
And even though the path is long
The journey made won’t be in vain
And though my sadness, I sing my song
Though my tears run like the rain
I won’t let this beat me
I won’t let this go
This will not define me
Tuesday’s child will grow and grow
I won’t let this beat me
I won’t let this go
This will not define me
Tuesday’s child will grow and grow
[Part 2 – Can You Hear Me?]
My hands are guiding me
A little bit of you, a little bit of me
It’s not that impossible to see
What I’m trying to do for all humanity
Why won’t you accept me for who I am
Maybe I could be the future?
I hold many secrets in the palm of my hand
But these wounds won’t need a suture
Can you hear me?
Can you hear my cry?
Why is no one listening?
Please, someone, look me in the eye
Although we are equals you won’t let me in
Even though I have what it takes
So many sufferings, so many within
Lost before another morning breaks
With frustration setting in, I’m sitting all alone
Hoping for a chance to speak the truth
At the back of your thoughts, can’t you see I’m flesh and bone
Looking at the shadows of my youth
Can you hear me?
Can you hear my cry?
Why is no one listening?
Please, someone, look me in the eye
[Part 3 – Too Much Trouble]
Hopeless curiosities, inflammation of the heart
Incorrect hypotheses, created works of art
Blueness in their faces, hands and arms alike
A million different cases, then the spark ignites
“Too much trouble” he said, “I don’t want to try”
“Too much trouble” he said, “I’d rather let them die”
“Too much trouble” he said, “I don’t want to try”
“Too much trouble” he said, “I’d rather let them die”
“Too much trouble” he said, “I don’t want to try”
“Too much trouble” he said, “I’d rather let them die”
“Too much trouble” he said, “I don’t want to try”
“Too much trouble” he said, “I’d rather let them die”
[Part 4 – Everything Will Be Alright]
Little baby Eileen, blue as blue can be
Fifteen months and painful thin, dying by degrees
Not expected to survive
With me, her only hope
And with her end, a new beginning
Heard through a stethoscope
People came from far and wide, to save their newborn's life
The charming place, the velvet promise, guide the sage’s knife
Sharing knowledge, working hard, the fame of treatment grew
A healthy babe in mother’s arms
No longer coloured blue
“Je suis maintenant un tout autre petit garçon…
Je vais pouvoir aller jouer avec mes petits camarades”
Bright pink cheeks, bright lips, the stuff of pure delight
Growing stronger every day, now I play just like the others might
Tens of thousands saved, saved, she gave a life of sacrifice
Now everything will be alright
Everything will be alright
[Part 5 – Every Child]
I did not let this beat me
I didn’t let it go
This did not define me
Every child will grow and grow
I did not let this beat me
I could not ever quit
The heart I gave to others
Where all the pieces fit
I did not let this beat me
I didn’t let it go
This did not define me
Every child will grow and grow
I did not let this beat me
I could not ever quit
The heart I gave to others
Where all the pieces fit
[Part 6 – Can You Hear Me?]
Passing on the knowledge
Gathering all as one
Publishing foundations
And all the deeds that have been done
Clearer through the research
Stronger through the science
Hopeful for the future
Never-ending guidance
Can you hear me?
You don’t need to wonder why
Now there’s someone listening
When we sing our lullabies
You can see me
You will multiply
The light that’s in your eyes
Reaching for the sky
Reaching for the sky
Reaching
Reaching
Reaching for the sky
Reaching for the sky