Ceramic Dog
My mum bought me a ceramic dog
I told her that was lame
She said to love it anyway
'Though I knew that's not the same
I pondered on this further
Wishing that the thing was real
Knowing stuff that can be purchased
Rarely had a loving feel
These days I've come to reassess
Never having any kids
Messing with my possessions
Stirring pots and flipping lids
But these things I own I guess
Must substitute for what's not there
Now why I was not warned of this
I think it quite unfair
Had a universe of love
Had heaps I'd rather share
He spent a lifetime sharing all he could
In education's spinning wheels
Teaching other people's kids
There's more to life than TV meals
There's relationships, compassion
There is art and there is song
There is truth and nature's wonder
We should pass these good things on
These days he's come to thinking
Not having kids might be a shame
They'd discover all his vinyl
But these songs, including his
Might compensate for some regret
And put stuff out in the world
That maybe others won't forget
Made for the universe with love
A banger tune to close the set
Well he's left me with the final verse
Of the album's closing song
Leaving me to sing this melody
Kind of passing the baton
Through his stirring of the pots
And all the times he's flipped his lids
Might breathe a stony dog to life
Brought to life for all his kids
Brought to life by all his kids
All his life for all his kids
I told her that was lame
She said to love it anyway
'Though I knew that's not the same
I pondered on this further
Wishing that the thing was real
Knowing stuff that can be purchased
Rarely had a loving feel
These days I've come to reassess
Never having any kids
Messing with my possessions
Stirring pots and flipping lids
But these things I own I guess
Must substitute for what's not there
Now why I was not warned of this
I think it quite unfair
Had a universe of love
Had heaps I'd rather share
He spent a lifetime sharing all he could
In education's spinning wheels
Teaching other people's kids
There's more to life than TV meals
There's relationships, compassion
There is art and there is song
There is truth and nature's wonder
We should pass these good things on
These days he's come to thinking
Not having kids might be a shame
They'd discover all his vinyl
But these songs, including his
Might compensate for some regret
And put stuff out in the world
That maybe others won't forget
Made for the universe with love
A banger tune to close the set
Well he's left me with the final verse
Of the album's closing song
Leaving me to sing this melody
Kind of passing the baton
Through his stirring of the pots
And all the times he's flipped his lids
Might breathe a stony dog to life
Brought to life for all his kids
Brought to life by all his kids
All his life for all his kids
Credits
Writer(s): George Huitker
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