Walking bones Choose your own direction Go have fun Some place else Bring your soul And your Beach Boys records I can't stand To have you here So worn out Cold and dehydrated The fortune is spent And dad is in space Every home should have a mom in love And a daddy in space Chinese porcelain cats To guard her love In the window space Show her some respect She's all worn down For years to come I will not forget you As my son As my pain Time will heal What now feels so wounded Tears are spilled And the holes will fill Every home should have a mom in love