...Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory
All those multiple choices I answered so quickly
And got my grades back and forgot just as easily.
But at least I got an "A",
And so I don't have them to blame.
...Well, I awoke in relief, my sheets and tubes were all tangled,
Weak from whiskey and pills in a Chicago hospital,
And my father was there, in a chair by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, "So sorry, so selfish";
He stopped me and said, "Child, I love you regardless,
And there's nothing you could do that would ever change this,
I'm not angry, it happens.
But you just can't do it again.
So now I try to keep up, I've been exchanging my currency
While a million objects pass through my periphery.
Now I'm rubbing my eyes cause they're starting to bother me,
I've been staring too long at the screen.
But where was I when I first heard that sweet sound of humility?
It came to my ears in the g*dd*mn loveliest melody.
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
To love and to be loved..
Let's just hope that is enough.