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I'm not afraid of you now, I know |
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So I climbed down from the bunk beds this low |
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I can talk back to you now, I know |
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From a few things I learned from this TV show |
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You can work late till midnight, we don't care |
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We can fix our own meals, we can wash our own hair |
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I go to school before sunrise, in the cold |
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And I pulled the alarm and I kicked up the salad bowls |
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Since that time we meant to say much |
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Unsaid things begin to change |
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After school we shoveled through the snow |
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Drive upstate in silence in the cold |
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You can remind me of it that I was lazy and tired |
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You can work all your life as I'm not afraid of you anymore |
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If I loved you a long time, I don't know |
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If I can't recall the last time you told me so |
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Here in this house in Pittsfield |
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The ghost of our grandmother works at the sewing machine post |
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Hiding the bills in the kitchen on the floor |
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And my sister lost her best friend in the Persian Gulf War |
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There was a flood in the bathroom last May |
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And you kicked at the pipes when it rattled, oh the river it made |
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Stand there, tell me that I'm of no use |
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Things unspoken break us if we share |
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There's still time to wash the kitchen floor |
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On your knees, at the sink once more |
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You can remind me that I was tired |
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You can work late and give yourself up |
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Now that I'm older, wiser, and working less |
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I don't regret having left the place a mess |
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You can remind me that I was lazy and tired |
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You can recall your life as I'm not afraid of you anymore |
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Anymore |
