Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be. Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be. Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried, Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe. So I see

That's beautiful, beautiful every time Like a baby sleeping, a momma kneeling, a key west sunset sky The chills I get when you lay your lips on mine I been around the ocean since I was a kid I don't get to see it much these days This morning I walked