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Father hit his head on the kitchen door |
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Mother broke her ankle on the theater floor |
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While I was waiting patiently in a warm dark safe with a smile on |
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Father waited nervously by the hospital door |
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Mother placed the table with her apron on and her hair tied up |
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Father packed a suitcase with his clothes tucked in it and a face of disgust |
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While I remember vaguely in the bedroom with a closet too small |
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I remember yelling from the hall |
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Mmmm surprise im the apple of your eye |
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Oh it is true this piece I wrote for you |
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I remember vividly on my fathers shoulders I felt so tall |
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Taught me how to tie my shoes on the staircase at the end of the hall |
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I was screaming manically at the bathroom ceiling with the water on |
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I remember sleeping with the light on |
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Now it is clear that I am no use right here |
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Take it slow we've got a long long way to go |
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Father held my homework up with a grimace and a hole punched in it |
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Father stood there softly with a big warm grin and his baseball tickets |
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I put my breath in a suitcase for the politicians of that place and time |
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Mother broke her ankle in 1989 |
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At the top of the town |
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Where you can be looking down |
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With the space and the air |
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No one can find you there |
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Just the plans in the sky |
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Oh i almost went awry |
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With the sights and the sounds |
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You can sleep without a sound |
