DFD Lyrics

From the war overseas or whatever that was

Or the war at home and how we all can fuss

But you left there and remembered something old

Something cold, you never told

Silence took the place of the man you used to hold

You fought fires and curfews

A father for the boys refused, who weren't yours

Until they were, until we knew

Holdin' tight to some kind of virtue

Nobody knew but you

The residue left of love

you went right through

Did you ever stop to think of how you played your part?

Or was it natural to the art of your heart?

You picked a fine time, yeah, a fine line to toe

They said you lost that feeling long ago

You showed me songs on the radio

I can't listen to Van Morrison without getting stoned

And when "Cat's in the Cradle" started up

You got that thousand-yard stare

Into the white lines that were blinking

The road that won't stop winking

A promise of a town full o' clean air

And there were angels, oh yeah, angels

All through your house on any Wednesday

Just running, yeah they're still running right through me

Did you ever stop to think of how you played your part?

Or was it natural to the art of your heart?

You picked a fine time, yeah, a fine line to toe

They said you lost that feeling long ago

A mountain and a man

Rivers flowed down and clouds would stand

There in the distance but different up close

You've always been in mind, you know

No, death ain't no weakness

But I guess you've seen better days

So much past between us

In the way we used to play

No, nothing's made to last

Main Street becomes an underpass

Your whole life turned to smoke

While you were busy telling a joke

Do you ever stop to think of how you play your part?

Do I ever stop to think of how I play my part?

Did you ever stop to think of how you played your part?

Or was it natural to the art of your heart?

You picked a fine time, yeah, a fine line to toe

They said you lost that feeling long ago