All the Time

Monday morning, winter’s bite
Talking to a sheet of white
Walking high, scrape it dry
Look him in the eye
Logging hours, working hard
Staring at a birthday card
Cover up, warm up the truck
Meet 'em in the yard
And I try to discover why these flakes don’t look the same
Every noon, every other rearranged
And I know that window different, but the world don’t seem to change
But that’s alright. It happens all the time
Smokey sky, faded flower
Set that clock back and hour
Redefine, toe the line
What’s mine is ours
When sh says «come back to bed»
While th voices in my head
Say father and your brother turned out right
And I try to close my eyes
But there’s too much on mind
That’s alright
It happens all the time
And I’ve recited all my lines
Waiting safely in the grind
Know you can’t ever lose what you never find
And yeah, it’s easy to object
To someone sticking out their neck
But that’s alright. it happens all the time
When I say my last goodbye
I’m gonna hate to see you cry
That’s alright. It happens all the time
Yeah, that’s alright. It happens all the time