I Can Make a Mess Like Nobody’s Business — But When The Little Fellow Came Close And Put Both Arms Around His Mother, And Kissed Her In An Appealing Boyish Fashion, She Was Moved To Tenderness
I remember a man who was true to himself,
if he put his mind to something it was done.
He could help everyone just by doing what he loved,
he could work with his hands so good.
But what no one cares to know,
that he works them to the bone.
He comes home to himself
and he sits in his chair,
gets lost inside pictures on the wall.
He’s had some loves in his life
that he’s lost but knows why,
he’s lived with mistakes for so long…
He’s the best man that I know,
he sleeps happy all alone,
he gives me… Hope.
For the best in everyone,
in understanding what we’ve done,
I laugh to myself, it gives me hope.
For the best for what we’ve lost,
to understand when no one wants,
it makes me laugh, it gives me hope.
* * *
I know of this lady who grew up so quickly,
she had a child when she was so young,
Without the time or money to pursue what she wanted,
she slowly lost touch with her love.
I bet she tried to run.
But she didn’t have the guts to leave her
son who was born
on a day in the spring,
grew up to respect her so much
for all that she had lost
and for never giving up, for
loving the mistake that she loved…
Well lady you deserve
more than anyone I know, you give me… Hope.
For the best in everyone,
in understanding what we’ve done,
I laugh to myself, it gives me hope.
For the best for what we’ve lost,
to understand when no one wants,
it makes me laugh, it gives me hope.
* * *
I’m sitting alone and I think to myself:
it’d be great if people could know,
if we wore big tags
or we threw big parties
where only lost people could go.
So we’d never think we’re wrong, and
we’d never feel alone… alone.
