Loud Mom - FAR

Pretty young single mother, Buddy and Bean

Loving, yes.

The Brady Bunch, not quite

We would fight.

Well, they would, I would keep it inside

Peacemaker, proud, pleading don’t get too loud, mom

Just sing quietly to me.

Don’t be loud

Even when she was screaming, I’d know when we got home

Like a deaf man laughs, like a blind man smiles, she would sing to me

And show me her heart.

Beautiful and strong.

She’s my mom

Angering, desperate stranger.

Proud young man

Which of the two depended on whose eyes

I was right, I was so sure I was doing just fine

Then why lie, she’d ask.

Don’t ask so loud, mom

Even when I was greedy, bleeding myself, holding hurt

Like a deaf man laughs, like a blind man smiles, she would sing to me

And show me my heart

Beautiful and strong.

She’s my mom

I, a man, a boy, with brass hair and stone eyes

Arms small but strong, from holding back

And holding up, and holding on too long

Alone in my room, my nightlight shines on my ideas

My thoughts cover up my ears

But sometimes a memory just gets too loud

Sometimes I wish I had a dad around

I wish that he were here to see my tears

Sometimes the greatest ideas come from fears

But she’s here

And the way that she sees me, it’s better than my eyes sometimes

Like a deaf man laughs, like a blind man smiles, she still sings to me

And shows me her heart.

Beautiful and strong.

She’s my mom