The 9th Life of Louis Drax Page #8

Nine years. Nine is my lucky number.

This is my ninth life,

and my ninth life is my best one.

Lots of stuff sucked before.

It's not easy being a disturbed child

or accident-prone.

Mom and Dad hating each other sucked,

and school sucked,

and being called, Whacko Boy, sucked.

Being in a coma doesn't suck, though.

You don't have to worry

that Mom is fragile,

and I don't have to miss my dad

more than the whole universe

because he's always going to be here

if I need to talk to him.

You don't have to stay.

You can wake up and live if you want to.

Do you want to?

I don't know.

It depends how curious you are

about what comes next.

Think about the world, Louis.

Think about all of its magic,

all the possibility.

But what's the point

of going back if you're not there?

I'm always with you.

Always.

Right here.

Right here.

Even if you can't

see me or hold my hand...

you can always talk to me.

I love you, kiddo.

All right.

Don't leave me. Please stay.

I don't want you to go.

I'm sorry, kiddo.

I love you so much.

I love you more than the whole house.

I love you more than the whole house,

more than the whole street,

more than all the fish in the sea.

Everything will be okay, young sir.

I promise.

You're the strongest man in the world.

I was hiding underneath the sea

Oh, I was looking out for me

To be a better man

Oh, 'cause the music

was so much louder then

To be a better man

To be a better man

Oh 'cause the music was so much louder

So much louder

So much louder

Was just me

The fish and the sea

Was just me

The fish and the sea

Was just me

The fish and the sea

'Cause I was born a noise machine

Wait I still, I was born again

The music was louder then

The music was louder then

'Cause I was so happy then under

Under the sea

Under the sea

I was so much happier then

Under the sea

Under the sea

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