blather and repeat keep talking
repent sins of the father
take it on your shoulders for his sake
i hope my son does the same

when bake sales and lemonade stands
represent less crisis
i plan to make long term plans
a decision i take the blame

large piles of filthy thoughts
pushed into slimy trails
create another story for that
pretend anger falls short a long knowing look back

perhaps a better way can be found
another pound for pound
doesn't matter if you're not in the game
i crane my neck in perfect ways

so goodbye fools dawn another
regrettable days spent among more
fungible replaceable i'm less grateful
pretty faces in the crowd i notice less more often sane.