The Barely Living Son

Some cards have broken kings
that worry about the pretty queen
you have said forget the clown
he's happy just to dance around

Don't assume that grown ups use a new door
paying bills and working on the house floor
there is no way of telling if they get it
oh no

We stand alone to swear
but never stop to think it through
some things we think we need
they're for anybody else to feed

Don't assume that you became a coward
face yourself the barely living son of
somebody who barely even made it
oh

Flying down the line
trying to slow down no one says that we're fine
ages come and go
we're never strong enough to repaint it with thought
the motions are just smarter today

Don't assume that you became a coward
face yourself the barely living son of
somebody who barely even made it
oh

Flying down the line
trying to slow down no one says that we're fine
ages to come and go
we're never strong enough to repaint it with thought
the motions are just smarter today
they'll shift if they want just to play
we think we're onto something new



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Hoyt
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