Lyrics:

Sort of the title track from Wye Oak’s debut album, If Children, the track is about death and the hopes we assign our children
If children were wishes
My mother spent hers on impossible things
My brother was money
My sister was love
And I was world peace

My brother, he spent it
My sister got pregnant
And all that I'm worth
Will only come true
When there are no more of us left on this earth

Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

If hearts were machines that kept
Running forever automatically
Then you wouldn't be in that
Hospital bed, on that saline I-V

And if it's your diet
You stubbornly swear that it wasn't your fault
You rather be dead in that hospital bed
Than cut back on sugar and salt


Oh, weren't you afraid of
Living in a major American city
So you marry a stupid
Unreachable girl who's impossibly pretty

And I've seen you drive everyday of your life
And it's always a rush
And I have to wonder
How I ever let you do something so dangerous

And so I suppose
This is just how it goes no matter how I try
I just have to watch you
Get weaker and weaker 'till you finally die

But I have to remember
The wish of my mother and all that I'm worth
Which will only come true
When there are no more of us left on this earth