Daddy Issues - Intellectual

Carrying burdens, and staring at nothing, a tap on the shoulder

“You’re too young to get it, just play with your toys. I’ll explain when you’re older”

The cradle and cat, man - enough with the Chapin. I get it, it’s ample

You think you can teach, so you teach what you think, but they learn by example

She keeps to herself, and she rarely contributes, here under the table

And she carries the weight of the world that surround ds her, she’s willing and able

“It’s just a suggestion, don’t take it as gospel.”

Took them outside to gaze at the clouds, with such fascination

“I can see trees, that one looks like a car…” a surge of creation

“People will take that stuff just because they have no imagination.”

Try to speak openly, exercise patience to spark conversation

Part of me wants them to turn out like me and be scared of the devil

But part of me wants them to seek out adventure, be not so damn careful

It’s just observation, don’t take it as gospel

WHAT IF ALL I DO AMOUNTS TO NOTHING?

I CAN’T WRITE IT OFF AND START AGAIN

AND ALL I DON’T DO ACCOUNTS FOR SOMETHING

ACCUMULATED BLAME

Carry the blood down, the elder’s a liar, the uncle’s a user

The mother’s irrational, father’s incompetent, scatterbrained loser

Inherently take on the traits and mistakes of whom they’re exposed to

Try hard to influence, set a good path, do as you’re supposed to

But how do you combat the rot that’s so deep and so heavy inside them?

Supposing you spare them from nightmares and spiders that sit down beside them?

I want to forget more

But I’m always reminded

WHAT IF ALL I DO AMOUNTS TO NOTHING?

I CAN’T WRITE IT OFF A ND START AGAIN

AND ALL I DON’T DO ACCOUNTS FOR SOMETHING

ACCUMULATED BLAME

WHAT IF ALL I TRY AMOUNTS TO NOTHING?

CAN’T JUST RIDE IT OUT ACROSS THE SKY

AND I KNOW YOU’LL BLAME ME FOR SOMETHING

LIKE NIGHTTIME BLAMES THE SUNRISE

Things aren’t getting clearer

Think it’s such a shame

Try to make a difference

When things turn out the same

You are why I’m living

And I am all you’ve got

And you’re too young to worry

And I’m too old to not

And you’re too young to realise

And I’m too old to see

All in a day’s work, it’s taking forever what used to an hour

Stuck with a dragon, a princess, a promise, and ivory towers

The messages mixed, inconsistently fixed, they don’t need the confusion

The lessons are tangled up tight, but at least it creates an illusion

They don’t make them good anymore, like they used to, they’re built to be thrown out

With minds on the game, we switch on, we switch off, we sit back and we zone out

And memory’s trigger, well, father it figures…

WHAT IF ALL I DO AMOUNTS TO NOTHING?

I CAN’T WRITE IT OFF AND START AGAIN

AND ALL I DON’T DO ACCOUNTS FOR SOMETHING

ADD IT TO THE

WHAT IF ALL I TRY AMOUNTS TO NOTHING?

CAN’T JUST RIDE IT OUT ACROSS THE SKY

AND I KNOW YOU’LL BLAME ME FOR SOMETHING

WHAT IF ALL I DO AMOUNTS TO NOTHING?