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This is an angry song. If you are someone who might have reason to feel hurt by anger you should choose something else. Maybe the early stuff. Very early stuff. For the rest of you, demo followed by lyric, below.
Life is a two-way street, they say
Whether we drive or walk our way
Give and take come what may
Keeps relationships free from fray
Eroded and gone I find my trust
Ignored and shut out, its ashes and dust
It should be no surprise, I do now what I must
Insist to set me aside, don’t expect me crushed
I’ve cried decades for such distant misuse
So much time lost, grief’s interest accrues
I did what was best for you and it was not abuse
Never understood why on this you’re so obtuse
I know my shortcomings, can admit them, too
You never do the same, but blame?
Oh yeah, THAT you know how to do
Promised family counseling and reneged as so par
Promised family inclusion and never your door ajar
Promised family discussion and you only want to spar
I kept my promises to you, you can’t recall what they are
You’ve tailored your narrative to best frame yourself
Albums I saved of you; not one frame of me on your shelf
Shut me out of your wedding, but let me pay for the dress
Shut me out of your birthings, a facebook notice no less
Shut me out of your moves and now my grandkid’s emails
Yeah, I’m autistic; certain conclusions complexity entails
You don’t want me in your life, you’ve said it before
When asked how I can support, you only say, ‘nevermore’
Took me twenty-one years, which is long enough to be sure
But even I finally ‘get it’ and have turned toward my shore
This song is just a wake as my little boat passes by
Entendre is a cake, and this one’s mighty dry
Sat out not in the rain, but after tears it did fly
My heart will never forget but away I will drive
Promised family counseling and reneged as so par
Promised family inclusion and never your door ajar
Promised family discussion and you only want to spar
I kept my promises to you, you can’t recall what they are
The problem solved, now to heal, and be ok with the scar.
(unrecorded: I’m sure you say just the same, wherever you are.)