Lady Gay Approximately

Former dove comes back to the house With blood on its wings and a bone in its mouth He's on drugs or something Mother asks about his health And doesn't know which of them needs the most help Call the cops or something Everything stands on communication If you can't talk then there's no escaping Even if you could talk, no escaping this If it's a breakdown, then why won't it break? Why won't it break? And they both tremble silently And wait, and wait, and finally he finds something Some words I heard what you said when I turned my back How could it possibly still hurt? This is where we've been at Since the fourth grade choir recital I picked my battles just like you said Some days I decide I would rather be dead It's the dead one you get It's the dead one you get Keep the rest for myself Still I could not let you go Before you knew the way back home Something happened to me before you were born You appeared in a spark of light Saying "I am the one who wants this life If you'll have me, I will come" I'd prayed to God to give me this grace A place for this pain, a smiling face That could feel this with me And you came in a coat of many colors The shine of your feathers was like no other Please wear it again, we swear we won't hurt you We swear we won't hurt you this time And you're telling me not to say the name But also you're looking into my eyes and asking "Am I dead?" No, you're my son "Am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am I dead?" (Am I dead?) No, you're my son (you're my son) "Am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am, am I dead?" (Am I dead?) No, you're my son (you're my son)