A Part of That

One day we’re just like
«Leave It to Beaver.»
One day it’s just a Typical life,
And then he’s off on A trip to Jamie-land:
Staring catatonic out the window,
Barely even breathing all the while…
And then he’ll smile,
His eyes light up, and deep within the ground,
Without a sound,
A moment comes to life,
And I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that.
Next day it’s just like
It never happened--
We’re making dinners,
We’re making plans.
Then he gets on the
Mule train to Jamie-land:
Handful after handful of Doritos,
Circling the apartment, logging miles…
And then he smiles,
His eyes light up, and how can I complain?
Yes, he’s insane,
But look what he can do,
And I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that…
And it’s true,
I tend to follow in his stride,
Instead of side by side,
I take his cue.
True, but there’s no question, there’s no doubt--
I said I’d stick it out
And follow through,
And when I do--
Then he smiles,
And where else can I go?
I didn’t know
The rules do not apply.
And then he smiles,
And nothing else makes sense
While he invents
The world that’s passing by,
And I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that,
Aren’t I?
I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that.
I’m a part of that.