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Musical: In the Heights
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KEVIN This isn't happening Inutil. Useless. Just like my father was before me Inutil. Useless. And everyday he cut the cane He came home late and prayed for rain, prayed for rain And on those days when nothing came My father's face was lined with shame He'd sit me down beside him and he'd say, "My father was a farmer, His father was a farmer, And you will be a farmer." But I told him, "Papi, I'm sorry, I'm going farther. I'm getting on a plane And I'm gonna change the world someday." And he slapped my face He stood there, staring at me Useless. Today my daughter's home and I am Useless And as a baby she amazed me with the things she learned each day She used to stay on the fire escape while all the other kids would play And I would stand beside her and I'd say, "I'm proud to be your father Cuz you worked so much harder And you are so much smarter Then I was at your age." And I always knew That she would fly away That she was gonna change the world someday I will not be the reason that my family can't succeed I will do what it takes They'll have everything they need Or all my work, all my life Everything I've sacrificed will have been useless [Thanks to Hilary Klapholz for lyrics]
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