I never knew my mother
I can't say it was so bad
She was still a girl of seventeen the night she met my dad
He was just six months out of Dhino
Trying his hardest to stay clean
And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing
Like doves sleeping with broken wings
In a bed fit for a king
It didn't mean a thing

It was shot gun forest wedding
But they forgot to bring the guns
They were too busy counting promises
To the children not yet born
No one could afford the ride
They just hitched up the 101

And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing
Like doves dancing with broken wings
With a view fit for a king It didn't mean a thing

It was a loneliness
They would confess
Like the world had gone bad I guess
So they hold hands and look into the eyes of God
They'd say tell me why'd ya hide from us
Why'd ya fill the world with wickedness
Why'd ya spare us from your grace but not the rot

Now my dad says fuck the details
Just keep your head down hard
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Ya got to find yourself alone before you'll find the eyes of God
You maybe broke and scared and mad as hell
At the flesh of your own heartstrings
But you were born to be a peasant not a king
So just stop acting like your running from something
Ya gonna leave the way you came without a thing
With your heart tattooed and your mind tied to a string

You just sing and you sing and you sing
It doesn't mean a thing