Guilt Has Made Our Thoughts Small

Mother says «Keep it quiet!
I can’t hear my own thoughts with you running around»
When you ask how she’s been sleeping
She says she never sleeps, she only closes her eyes
You don’t have to love your own blood
Tough to realize you’re better off on your own
Brought up to tiptoe around your old house
And now you’re free to dance away
Why do you bother it all?
You’ll never win her approval
She fed you enough to control you
The guilt that you bear came with her milk
Mother says «Keep your head down!»
You will never know what her next move’s gonna be
Darling with you head kept down
Oh, you don’t know what’s going on
Why do you bother it all?
You’ll never get her to comprehend
Our guilt is based on tradition
It has made our thoughts small
Why do you bother it all?
You’ll never win her approval
She fed you enough to control you
The guilt that you bear came with her milk
Why do you bother it all?
You’ll never win her approval
She fed you enough to control you
The guilt that you bear came with her milk
Why do you bother it all?
You’ll never get her to comprehend
Our guilt is based on tradition
It has made our thoughts small