I feel fine we may not have been born as awake as you were
Of this type of excruciating labor
I have been silently suffering and adapting perpetuating and enduring
I remember how they would creak loudly
I was only trying to be the best big brother I could
To forgive her so many years under bridges with dirty water
I walked into his office I felt so self-conscious on the couch
It was much harder in those days we had paper routes uphill both ways
He was sitting down across from me he was writing down
Just the other day my sweet daughter I was driving past 203
I pay him 75 dollars an hour sometimes it feels like highway robbery
You are wise you are warm you are courageous you are big
I've walked sometimes confused sometimes ready to crack open wide
We went from school to a job to a wife to instant parenthood
You're not relinquishing your majesty
How can you just throw words around like grieve and heal and mourn
Who doesn't know how involved she should get
You say his interjecting was him just calling me on my shit?
I don't know where to begin in all of my 50 odd years
And why you can't trust anyone but us but then how can I begin
Who are you younger generation to tell me
Sometimes indignant sometimes raw can you imagine
I walked up the stairs in my mind's eye
So here we both are battling similar demons not coincidentally
She was foolish and selfish and cowardly if you ask me
You seen getting beyond knowing it solely intellectually
She never married anyone else you took it upon yourself to console her
You reminded her so much of your father
Your mother never left the house
She was only responsive with a drink he was only responsive by photo
His hypothesis I don't know I've got a loving supportive wife
So you were banished and you wonder why you're so hypersensitive
And sometimes it's peanuts I wish it could last a couple more hours
That I have unresolved problems not many examples of fruits
