Sons & Mothers

I don’t have the strength tonight

I got sick one too many times

I’ll wear a mask and I’ll smile until you see my bloodshot eyes

You said “If home is where the hate is then rest your head on me”

You cleaned me up, you carried me

How can I repay this generosity?

You said “Crawl your way out of the sea”

Here I am with my head in the gutter and all I am is the son of my mother and I say “What’s left to lose?”

Who wants it all? Who wants it all?

That’s just me singing in the rain

My words are tapping on your window pain

I hope that they don’t wake you up

These days you’re dreaming for the both of us

“If home is where the hate is then rest your head on me”

You cleaned me up, you carried me

How can I repay this generosity?

You said “Crawl your way out of the sea”

Here I am with my head in the gutter and all I am is the son of my mother and I say “What’s left to lose? Except for you.”