Luyện nghe bài hát The Couch

You hadn't seen your father in such a time
He died in the arms of his lover how he
Your mother left the house
She never married anyone else you took it upon yourself to her

You reminded her so of your father
So you were and you wonder why you're so hypersensitive
And why you can't anyone but us but then how can I begin
To forgive her so many years under bridges with dirty
She was foolish and and cowardly if you ask me

I know where to begin in all of my 50 odd years
I have been silently suffering and adapting and enduring
Who are you generation to tell me
That I have unresolved problems not many examples of
Of this type of labor

How can you just throw words around like grieve and heal and
I feel we may not have been born as awake as you were
It was much harder in those days we had paper uphill both ways
We went from to a job to a wife to instant parenthood

I walked into his I felt so self-conscious on the couch
He was down across from me he was writing down
His hypothesis I don't know I've got a loving supportive
Who doesn't how involved she should get
You say his was him just calling me on my shit?

Just the other day my sweet I was driving past 203
I walked up the stairs in my eye
I how they would creak loudly
She was responsive with a drink he was only responsive by photo
I was trying to be the best big brother I could

I've walked confused sometimes ready to crack open wide
indignant sometimes raw can you imagine
I pay him 75 dollars an sometimes it feels like highway robbery
And sometimes it's peanuts I wish it could last a more hours

So here we are battling similar demons not coincidentally
You seen beyond knowing it solely intellectually
You're not relinquishing majesty
You are wise you are warm you are you are big
And I love you more now I ever have in my whole life