Sunday Meals

Rush through traffic
But you won't get there any faster
(Wait)
Empty souls wander around
But you just walk faster

How's it feel to find out
Everything you were told as a child was a lie
But you just want to be mine
Someday you'll mill about
Forgetting who's not around
You'll say there's worse things, yes you're fine

You swore you could do it by yourself
And yet they chip away til nothing's left
Your inner child clings onto home
I hope someday you let it go
Cause all you hear is mom and dad know best

Strumming my guitar to silence
Until the phone rings
My heart's on the other line
I wish I heard everything
I know it's not my business
To give you an opinion
But I can't help but say it
Looks like seasons changing

How's it feel to walk about
Learning to forget what you did as a child
And how it made you feel
Someday you'll look around
Learning that your temperament's mild
Unlike those Sunday meals

You swore you could do it by yourself
And yet they chip away til nothing's left
Your inner child clings onto home
I hope someday you let it go
Cause all you hear is mom and dad know best
You swore you could do it by yourself
And yet they chip away til nothing's left
Your inner child clings onto home
I hope someday you let it go
Cause all you hear is mom and dad know best