Where Hope Grows Page #7

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everything that you want,

but sometimes it's not

in your best interest

or it's just...

it's just a hard decision.

It's not fair.

I'm saying that God...

is probably not a genie...

you know, that's granting

every wish or...

I don't know.

I don't know.

Maybe you're right.

I hope that you get

what you asked for tonight.

Thanks, Dad.

He's crashing! Come on!

Doctor, get that

off of the paper.

Get two units of blood!

Probing.

Where's the CO2?

You know,

it's in moments like these

I'm reminded

of one profound truth.

Life is short.

And it's meant to be lived

with courage

and not laden with fear.

And you have to decide

are your dreams bigger

than your memories?

Or will you stay

stuck in the past?

Life is meant to be lived.

Lived abundantly.

You know, you look around this cemetery,

you see there are...

there are two dates

on every tombstone.

There's a birthdate

and there is a date of death.

Every human being

is guaranteed those two dates,

but that little dash

that lies in between

those two numbers,

that's what defines our life.

So make your dash count.

Live.

Really live.

Ladies and gentlemen,

let's welcome

our new Louisville Bats manager,

Calvin Campbell,

who will now take the mound

to throw out the first pitch.

Wow.

I want to dedicate

this first pitch

to someone very important to me,

who's not able to be here

with us tonight because...

well...

his life ended way too soon.

Produce...

can I have a ball, please?

Yeah! Ha-ha!

That's my boy!

Ha-ha!

- Knock 'em down, man.

- Thanks.

This one's for Milt.

Produce!

Produce! Produce! Produce!

Produce! Produce!

Produce! Produce!

Produce! Produce!

Produce,

where the heck have you been?

I don't know.

Good morning, sunshine

It's nice to see you up

Once in a while

It's 12:
00 already

The city bus is gone,

you're late again

But I'll give you a ride

I know you don't like it

when I tell you how to live

But something's gotta give

So let it out,

you gotta move on

Before you lose all you love

And have to start over again

Maybe that's how

you'll learn about

Life, love, and pain

You say you're dry now

But to me it looks like rain

And I don't want to see you

Get soaked

all over again...

Dead man walking

You're stumbling

down the street

At half past 3:
00

Sooner or later

you'll find the police

And they'll find me

Now I can understand

If you don't know

who you are

And where you wanna go

My impatience

is starting to show

So pick it up,

pack it all on

You better start soon

or I'll be gone

I'm not gonna wait

Maybe that's how

you'll learn about

Life, love, and pain

You say you're dry now

But to me it looks like rain

And I don't want to see you

Get soaked all over again

Life, love, and pain

Life, love, and pain

Life, love, and pain

Life, love, and pain

Life, love, and pain

Life, love, and pain

Life, love, and pain

Life, love, and pain.

My heart holds a question

between every beat

Got every answer

beneath my feet

Fallin' apart,

but I never know why

I've walked every road

but the one that's right

Been chasin' my tail

instead of my dream

Life's just a game,

but you play it for keeps

The world is kind,

the world is cruel

The world you find

depends on you

When did I stop

believin'?

Wake me from this sleep

Wake me from this sleep

Save me from these dreams

When did I stop

believin'?

I guess I'm alive,

but I tend to forget

I remember the taste

and this isn't it

My heart holds a question,

I don't have a clue

It's strange we forget

everything we knew.

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