Please excuse my lack of pretense But I've come to realize We're all just a bad day away From the rest of our lives So please don't take too much offense If I insult your paradigm If it don't make my wife and kids smile Then it ain't worth our time The only perfect part of me, is her And she should know it every day Gonna teach our kids That dreaming's always with the pain Gonna love the ones who love us back Gonna leave the rest behind Gonna cut the shit with metaphor And put our truth on plain white-lined And when the thousand voices tell us What we want, it can't be done Just grin, begin, and buckle in just like my Nana's poem And when in doubt, love hard and tell it plain My daughter's always telling me To put my phone down at the table Hell, she's just eight years old And I'll be 40 in April Her fiery eyes remind me of mine And what I sometimes forget That you can't let the grind Distract you from the rest The only perfect part of me, is her And she should know it every day Gonna teach our kids That dreaming's always with the pain Gonna love the ones who love us back Gonna leave the rest behind Gonna cut the shit with metaphor And put our truth on plain white-lined And when the thousand voices tell us What we want, it can't be done Just grin, begin, and buckle in just like my Nana's poem And when in doubt, love hard and tell it plain