Hold my hand, daddy. Don't let go. Hold my hand, don't drift away too far.

Hold my hand, help me try something new. Steady me, just be there with me. Tell me it's going to be alright. 

Someday, son, I'll have to let go. Someday, I'll have to let you skate on your own. Someday, son, I won't be there to hold your hand.

But, right now, I'm here. Right now, I'm not going anywhere. Right now, I'm holding your hand.

Daddy, I only want to talk about right now. Let's not remember the future. Let's remember the now.

Ok, son. Ok.

Toadman/Synaptic Disunion