one hundred years from now, what will be left of the homes we grew up in? just foundations crumbling and walls falling to the ground but our legs, our knees, and our feet are stronger than concrete stronger than anything that shakes the ground beneath them you came to town you were singing about making a family wherever you can find one and i felt so strongly that i wanted to be your family well i hope we can be one growing up could be so lonely we still had to do so much growing we lost a friend it makes me happy to know that his family stretched across forty-eight states and we will not forget him 'cause our legs and our knees our feet and our heartbeats are stronger than concrete stronger than anything that shakes them growing up could be so painful for you my friend, i am so grateful you taught me to live free from fear and that i've got good family here and that when i am old and i'm ready to go my house will fall down but my feet will stay planted firmly on the ground