down


she held her children close
as she walked out the door
she said, "hush, please don't you cry
daddy's not himself tonight."

i once heard her in her room crying
she still doesn't know
she said, "god, i feel like dying
my life's out of control."

now he's passed out on the floor
when the youngest child finds him
he's become a father no more
everyone is just lying
down.


she always wanted to leave
but she couldn't afford to
he always slurred his speech
they thought we never knew why

he was passed out on the floor
when the youngest child finds him
he's become a father no more
everyone is just lying
down.


he threw a punch and i ran, i ran
blood was always all over his hands, his hands
i tried to forget for all of these years, i tried
but these nightmares keep me awake at night

of him passed out on the floor
when the youngest child finds him
he's become a father no more
everyone is just lying
down.


why did it have to be this way?
why couldn't everything just be okay?
all of these scars, they're every-
everywhere

now i'm passed out on the floor
when my youngest child finds me
i've become a mother no more
everyone is just lying
i am just lying
i am just lying
i am just lying... down.




Copyright Mary Pascoe 2005