So a mother has her baby boy and a father who doesn't call. And thru this saddening parody someone will have to crawl. Yes crawl thru all dark memories everyone and all. Theres just one way that you can stand, too many ways to fall.
They might be on the fire escape, they might be down the hall. They might be watching every move you make thru a pin hole in the wall. They're sworn to do their duty and they stand so proud and tall. They say " It's nothing personal, it's just a job thats all! "
So a mother tells her baby boy, " Your gonna have to choose.
There's good and evil, love and hate and there all inside of you. And just as sure as gravity, no one escapes the law. There's just one way that you can stand, too many ways to fall."
So when you wake up on the lawn or passed out in the hall. When suddenly it dawns on you that mom wasn't wrong at all. It'll all come back like dejavue and your mind will someone recall.. " there's just one way that you can stand and too many ways to fall."