Leaving you in the care of others
I won't be letting you down
Clowning around on the green of this town
I won't be letting you down
It's easy to draw yourself a circle
Just trace it back to yourself
A father who can't hold himself together
A grandson who's just left the ground
She's coming in for landing but you're leaving much too soon
She handles disappointment like her mom
And I wanted her to meet you and to carry her away
And to touch each other"˜s hearts of palm
Flowers on the kitchen table
Not a dry eye in the house
Someone knows you better than I do
That leaves my heart in my mouth
Chorus
Sunday Catholic morning after shave
Coffee grounds there in the sink
It's Easter and the bastards haven't left me
But here is a song you can sing
Chorus
And to touch each other's hearts of palm.