I know you’re broken, your hope it is
The sound of love and she’s coming
To move you
But boy what you’re hoping to find
It’s always there in time;
It’s the shape of the mind
And I want to play if you’re coming in
I know it’s a game, I can see you’ll win
I can feel it
You told the man that you’re wrong
You know it isn’t wrong, a waste--
This is not a waste
Leave love alone--
Don’t leave this love alone
Don’t wait. Or I’ll wait
No, don’t you say you love is a shame
Change
No, don’t you say love is a shame!
Shame!
Son, do you want to grow up some, or stay the same?
Shame!
Tough, what makes you tough?
Show up with no cuts, smile in the rain, but…
Love, don’t you say love is a shame
Shame!
The morning in summer
A child, I remember
My clothes wet, hands cold
The question I came for
The answer was nothing
The walk home a death march
The girl that I left
At the park with your skateboard...
Tough, what makes you tough?
Show up with no cuts and smile in the rain
But love, don’t you say love is a shame
Shame!
And son, do you want to grow up some or stay the same?
Shame
Tough, what makes you tough?
What makes you tough? What makes you tough?
Not love, don’t you say love, is a shame
Shame
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