Robert's Song Lyrics

Remarking on troubles

Makes them remarkable

Which troubles me

More than my troubles do

I keep to myself

Which may be selfish

Though I aim to be selfless

And keep to the truth

The best defense

To an old offense

Is a year or two of therapy

I offer that feint

To the gentleman opposite

He throws a sucker punch at me

But if I hold my thoughts in a careful way

The gentleman has nothing to say

Years ago

From the bottom of a stair

My father said something

That stuck with me

I promise to talk

About what he said

Next time I pay

For an hour with a lady

The best defense

To an old offense

Is a year or two of agony

I offer that fate

To the gentleman opposite

He throws another punch at me

But if I hold my thoughts in a careful way

The gentleman has nothing to say

Now he has a chair

And I have a chair

Which makes us equals

In a world of stairs

I'd prefer a man

Who once found his boy

To be a good one and remarkable

But I don't have a father anymore

So those stairs stay dark and awful

The best defense

To a tightening chest

Is a lifetime or two with family

I speak those words

To the man behind me

He lays a gentle hand on me

But if I hold my thoughts in a careful way

The gentleman has nothing to say

But if I hold my thoughts in a careful way

The gentleman has nothing to say