Luyện nghe bài hát The Couch

You hadn't seen your father in a long time
He died in the arms of his how dare he
Your mother never the house
She never married anyone else you took it upon to console her

You reminded her so much of father
So you were banished and you wonder why so hypersensitive
And why you can't trust anyone but us but then how can I
To her so many 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 silently suffering and adapting perpetuating and enduring
Who are you younger to tell me
That I have unresolved problems not examples of fruits
Of type of excruciating labor

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

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

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

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

So here we both are battling similar not coincidentally
You seen getting beyond knowing it solely
You're not your majesty
You are wise you are warm you are you are big
And I love you more now than I ever in my whole life