Family Tree - Terence Ryan

Catcher in the rye

Oh, all the hurt that we had to hide

Stay in your room

Or leave the picket fence behind

Like cutting down a tree

With the baseball bat in the closet that pop keep…

We were just going through the motions

Holding on to the wrong things

Threw our wrench

Tied our knot

Made it out the ache of every winter

Til it was time to swing

Come alive again

Forever ill be with you

Up high in the morning air

What a life it’s been down there

Come alive again

Forever ill be with you

Up high in the morning air

What a life it’s been down there

Catcher in the eye

Donʼt soil me

Blue like oceans of loyalty

Tire over a perfect lawn

Like the rubber boots in the attic that we’d worn

Grown tough, to the soul of me

Youʼll be safe under this canopy

Threw our wrench

Tied our knot

Made it out the ache of every winter

Til it was time to swing

Come alive again

Forever ill be with you

Up high in the morning air

What a life it’s been down there