Anything for the Baby

I look like my father
It’s been said
And you know how I sound
when I’m sleeping
Brother oh brother
It gets me thinking
About our grandparents passing
And your daughters life beginning

The black dust in the morning
And our eyes watering
We have seen the walls change
Or we are blind
Her playground has a dusting
Of shattered glass
As the booze decides our speed
And path
But we are good for her
We are good for her

It was written from my mind
For so many years
As would be some lost home
Fear I’d lose my touch
If I did settle down
In tiny eyes so like my own
I found comfort in growing old
And you one day full grown

We are good for her
We are good for her