Do you move through the room with a glass in your hand?
Thinking too hard about the way you stand
Are you watching them pair off and drinking them long?
Are you falling in love every second song?
For there were many things I didn’t know
And daddy always smiled and took me by the hand
Saying, someday you’ll understand
Well, I’m here to tell you now, each and every mother’s son
That you better learn it fast, you better learn it young
‘Cause someday never comes
When I was a kid I saw a light
Floating high above the trees one night
Thought it was an alien
Turned out to be just god
I am the barely-living son of a woman and man who barely made it
But we’re making it