Luyện nghe bài hát The Couch

You seen your father in such a long time
He in the arms of his lover how dare he
Your never left the house
She never married anyone you took it upon yourself to console her

You reminded her so much of father
So you were banished and you why you're so hypersensitive
And why you can't anyone but us but then how can I begin
To forgive her so years under bridges with dirty water
She was foolish and and cowardly if you ask me

I don't where to begin in all of my 50 odd years
I have been silently and adapting perpetuating and enduring
Who are you generation to tell me
That I have unresolved problems not many of fruits
Of this type of labor

How can you just words around like grieve and heal and mourn
I feel fine we may not have been born as awake as you
It was much in those days we had paper routes uphill both ways
We went from to a job to a wife to instant parenthood

I walked into his I felt so self-conscious on the couch
He was sitting down across from me he was writing
His hypothesis I don't I've got a loving supportive wife
Who doesn't know how involved she get
You say his was him just calling me on my shit?

Just the other day my sweet I was driving past 203
I walked up the in my mind's eye
I remember how would creak loudly
She was only responsive with a he was only responsive by photo
I was only trying to be the best big brother I

I've walked sometimes confused sometimes ready to crack wide
indignant sometimes raw can you imagine
I pay him 75 an hour sometimes it feels like highway robbery
And sometimes it's peanuts I it could last a couple more hours

So here we both are battling similar demons not
You seen getting beyond it solely intellectually
You're not relinquishing majesty
You are wise you are warm you are you are big
And I you more now than I ever have in my whole life