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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan Raviv
Jonathan Raviv
Performer
Chris McCarrell
Chris McCarrell
Performer
James Hayden Rodriguez
James Hayden Rodriguez
Performer
Rob Rokicki
Rob Rokicki
Performer
Wiley DeWeese
Wiley DeWeese
Music Director
Taylor Williams
Taylor Williams
Synthesiser
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rob Rokicki
Rob Rokicki
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rob Rokicki
Rob Rokicki
Producer
Michael Croiter
Michael Croiter
Producer
Wiley DeWeese
Wiley DeWeese
Producer
Van Dean
Van Dean
Producer
Stephanie Rosenberg
Stephanie Rosenberg
Producer
Michael Fossenkemper
Michael Fossenkemper
Mastering Engineer
Matthias Winter
Matthias Winter
Mixing Engineer
Andy Manganello
Andy Manganello
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Where is my mom? Grover said she fought bravely, but a mortal woman against a minotaur It wasn't a dream? She's really gone? I'm so sorry, Percy Well, it's my fault! She was trying to protect me You mustn't blame yourself You say the gods are real? So, how could they let that happen? I'm afraid there are some questions only the gods themselves can answer. Look for their sign You have to be patient A sign that the gods have a plan I know that the future looks blurry But, not to worry, just do what you can Yes, the gods are very real Though they often won't reveal Who they are, what they want, their design Have faith, keep your chin up We'll help you adjust And trust you will see their sign So if my dad's a god, I'd like to know which one. He's got a lot to answer for He showed no sign that he ever existed No sign he might actually care My mom raised me all on her lonesome When I would reach out No one else would be there Well I want my birthday cards and fishing trips Child support and homework tips Don't mean to whimper or whine The guy didn't need to be "Dad of the Year" But it's clear he could've shown us a sign So... so, who is he? It could be... that is to say, the prophecies suggest But, that's impossible! See you at dinner, Percy! Tough first day? I'm Luke All this time, I thought my dad was some dead-beat. Turns out- He's a dead-beat god! I get how you feel Look, the gods are busy. They have a lot of kids, and they don't always care. If you're one of the lucky ones- They'll send a sign if they want to claim you A sign to admit you're their own And, if they don't? Then no one can blame you For holding a grudge So hey, you're not alone I'm going to be your counselor. The Hermes cabin takes anyone who hasn't been claimed. You know what that means? We're literally the reject cabin Welcome to the dysfunctional family When parents are distant Or seem non-existent Hang on, 'cause you're gonna be fine I know it's a lot to be thinking about All of this awkward-ass darkness and doubt If you need a friend to help figure it out- Together, we'll search for your sign
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