Taking Care of Things

Where do the boys go when it gets cold out? Do they have a place to sleep? Where did their mums go? Did they get taken? Or had they had enough of taking care of things? It's hard to say if someone's at fault If I don't do anything, is it my fault? Where do the girls go when they feel frightened? Do they have something to eat? Where did their dads go? Did they get taken? Or had they had enough of taking care of things? I've gotta find a way to make this feel okay When rock bottom for me is routine for someone else I'm gonna take care of things There's things I need to sort out I'm gonna take care of things 'Cause they're not where I want them right now I know there's good in everything And it'll show itself when you're gentle to it I'm gonna take care of things Where does my mind go when it gets stupid? Is there anyone in there? Where did my friends go? Did they get taken? Or had they had enough of going to therapy? Sat in a cold room, the corners feel friendly I think they'll take care of me My brothers are circles, my sisters quadrilaterals And they're all so pretty I'm gonna take care of things There's things I need to sort out I'm gonna take care of things They're not where I need them right now I know there's good in everything And it'll show itself when you're gentle to it I'm gonna take care of things I'm gonna take care of things