Fathers' Stuff

now, all he was

that you can´t be

and all that he saw

that you can´t see

but you brought home his brightest days

 

later, the day is done

later, the battle´s won

I´ll help you carry your father´s stuff

 

father´s stuff

where walls are speaking

yes I think I hear him breathing

beds are floating, beds are heavy

the nurse, a strong but tender girl

 

father´s stuff

where rooms are pretty

nurse is watchdog and kitty

ceilings, dripping gold and silence

carpets, folding around your feet

 

now, all he was

that you can´t be

and all that he saw

that you can´t see

yet you were all his brightest days

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later, the day is done

later, the battle´s won

I´ll help you carry your father´s stuff

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