You Tried To Hide Between The Lines

I Have Many Memories Of Waking Up To Eat Breakfast That My Mother Carefully Prepared For Us And Her Saying, What Do Y'all Want For Lunch, And As We're Eating Lunch, What Do Y'all Want For Dinner? It's Always About The Next Meal

Yeah, Well, Food Is Always A Part Of Everything.

They Rise In The Morning, And They Sleep In The Dark. And Even Though Nobody's Looking, She's Falling Apart.

You Are The Treasure Custodian, Cleaning The Moon For Me, Scouring The Sky So The Stars Would Shine Bright.

I Think People Are Always Nostalgic For A Time About 20 Years Before They Were Born.