Father's Day

from by Throwing Stuff



Sitting on this quiet southbound train more often than I’d like these days
A few hours of your time is all I get, I know you have a sleepy head
You’re squirming for words that I know are there, that you’ll never find them I’m fucking scared
They say when it rains, it pours, well this past year’s been an endless storm

“Like I say, like I say”
Will you find those words today?
Now I’m sitting on an eastbound train to what will be your final resting place
I’m not there as much as I should be, and I hate that I’m the only absentee
I found a dog-eared page in a book left unread, a million things I’ve left unsaid
Your eyes are shut but you nod along, and I’m wondering if you’ll ever get to hear this song
There’s a reason why I’m holding back the tears
I just don’t know how long that you’ll be here
But hiding the hurt is easier said than done
And you were never one for all the attention
Yet I still choke on the lump in my throat
With the feeling of dread that this shit evokes
You’re the disappearing mist on a sunny day
You’re fading out, you’re spiriting away
There’s no chance of a happy ending
Just holding out the time we have is extending
I want to believe you when you’re lying through your teeth
With four words that sum up your positive belief
That you’re fit, fine and well
Forever fit, fine and well


from Fit, Fine & Well, released April 7, 2017



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