Reporting live from planet earth
Your mourning has been given birth
This morning expect the storm to start
The flood will last nearly a year
Destroy the outlook you hold dear
Storm warning: prepare to fall apart

I wish my mom was here the reason that I wrote this song
But she left too soon
The winter season came and she was gone
Seven years earlier my father left this plane
So now my Afro's turning red
Little orphan Ann... ie
And it's easy to make jokes when
You're acting like you're fine but the truth is that you're broken
Piece it back together, find a way to deal
CMT on at the hospice, "Jesus take the wheel"
Easier to watch that than to have a conversation
Words make it true and truth is something I'm not facing
But it's time to move forward
Finish up the rhyme design a few more words
About regrets and bets I wish I'd hedged differently
The impact of the crash was more severe than we could see

When I was ten years old my mom read an article
About how around eleven we'd start to drift apart and pull
Into separate corners
I told her it was nonsense
Funeral and mourners
No recompense
It's too late
And there are strangers here
But face it
I've been one for quite a few years
I feel like a separate person from that kid I was
Memories implanted
Emotional fuzz
Like I'm caught up in the matrix
And basically I hate this
Bottom line it's been so much harder than I've been willing to admit
Rotten time not sure where to start but I guess this is probably it

The impact of the crash was more severe than we could see
I'm independent anyway who needs you here with me
I'm not a kid although i feel like one usually
And then it all falls apart