Your mama knew it and now you know it too.
Across the kitchen table she barely looked at you.
The paperbacks were piled up;
she read them all right true,
saying "All you really need: cigarretes, coffee and booze."

Your mama knew it.
Now I know it too.
All you really need: cigarretes, coffee and booze.

And if i go to Houston, I'll find your daddy's grave.
I'll thank him for the sunshine that dragged me from the cave.
I'll ask him to forgive me for being such a screw.
I'll tell him that I'll always be in love with you.

I'm not frozen back in time;
time fall forwards in a line.
The spread of ashes, the sting of lime,
the floating mold, the stain of wine.
Next thing you know, situation is lose-lose.
When all you really need: cigarretes, coffee and booze.

You barely had a family.
It's lucky when you can believe in something bigger and hold it in your hand.
It's smaller then a breadbox, more fragile than a plan.
No different than a seabird rotting in the sand.
Rotting in the sand.

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