"Back Up Plan"
Darling I’m so ….Sorry …..That it’s so cold
I haven’t lived up to what daddy thought I’d do
So we slide past the middle …closer toward the end
You stare out the window with your fist in your hand
There’s talk about … an exit plan
In the basement there’s a generator
In case the wheels stop spinning
All the good… must have gone away
With my will to make it through another day
So I stripped some wire ….near the taxi stand
I must read the lay of the land
Baby’s wide eyed here tonight
Here’s hoping things will turn out right
Feel it burning in my hand… backup plan…
Gonna rise up from the ashes
Stand up tall and walk away
Live to fight another day
Don’t let the cruelty of kindness
Make us cross our arms and look away
The little monsters in our head need
Pushed back underneath the bed
Maybe just a little love
The goodness needs a little shove
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