Lyrics
and all of their frustrations come beating on your door
So we open up a quarrel between the present and the past, so we open up a quarrel between the present and the past
Say it clear, to admit we don t see eye to eye
you can listen as well as you hear
I know that i m a hostage to all his hopes and fears, you may just be okay
You can listen as well as you hear, crumpled bits of paper filled with imperfect thoughts Paul, i think i caught his spirit later that same year
You just can t get agreement in this present tense, it s too late when we die
Stilted conversations i m afraid that s all we ve got, to admit we don t see eye to eye
i didn t get to tell him all the things i had to say
Every generation blames the one before, i just wish i could have told him in the living years
It s too late when we die, you say you just don t see it he says it s perfect sense, we all talk a different language
It s too late when we die, and all of their frustrations come beating on your door Living, you can listen as well as you hear
you say you just don t see it he says it s perfect sense
to admit we don t see eye to eye
And all of their frustrations come beating on your door, i wasn t there that morning when my father passed away
Talking in defense, to admit we don t see eye to eye
Talking in defense, crumpled bits of paper filled with imperfect thoughts Years, i know that i m a hostage to all his hopes and fears
I know that i m a hostage to all his hopes and fears, say it clear The, you say you just don t see it he says it s perfect sense
You just can t get agreement in this present tense, you can listen as well as you hear
Crumpled bits of paper filled with imperfect thoughts, and all of their frustrations come beating on your door, i m sure i heard his echo in my baby s new born tears
say it clear
It may have a new perspective on a different day, every generation blames the one before, you say you just don t see it he says it s perfect sense
Say it clear, it may have a new perspective on a different day, you can listen as well as you hear
We all talk a different language, to admit we don t see eye to eye
So don t yield to the fortunes you sometimes see as fate, i didn t get to tell him all the things i had to say, i think i caught his spirit later that same year
to admit we don t see eye to eye
say it clear