Mother

Mother, I know you're disappointed
Because my choices don't make it out like I'm anointed
But I gotta find this on my own
Despite my being failure prone
Let me fall so I can get back up
Empty the glass so I can fill the cup

We each make our own choices
We each make our own choices
For better or for worse it won't play out like we rehearse
When we each make our own choices

Oh mother, I hope someday you'll be proud of me
Not for doing what you want, but for the small path I made to be
It wasn't there before
So I had to carve out my own front door
So I could walk along how I needed to
But please know I've always needed you

We each make our own choices
We each make our own choices
For better or for worse it won't play out like we rehearse
When we each make our own choices

You get mad when I say fuck
But we each got our own luck
Yours ain't mine and mine sure as hell aint yours

You who raised us
Taught us about Jesus
You don't hold the blame
So please don't feel any shame

We each make our own choices
We each make our own choices
For better or for worse it won't play out like we rehearse