Today we signed the papers
That brought an end to our predicament
How we fought and hurt each other
To pretend our love was real
We didn’t want to face the truth
Believing family was better

But the pain we held so deep
Was like a turd imitation fruit
Rotting at the core
From the stagnant mess of our emotions
While putting on our parent’s face
As if a smile would make things better

But we couldn’t hide the bitterness
Nor the love lost in our voice
And our son was caught red handed
Between fraggle rock and button moon

We only want what’s best for him
So that’s why we’ve done the deed
It was a long time figuring out
The best way to proceed
For you are a mental patient
And I smoke a lot of weed

Today we went our separate ways
Put an end to our toil and trouble
But we still have to work together
To ensure the good future of our child

I do not want to fight with you

Nor spar you in the gym
We can spread our love and joy
Let our grace wash over him

There are two roads we can go down
The road to armageddon
Is the ever-decreasing circle
That looks just like the one we’ve walked

But sometime if we’re not careful
It will blow up in our face
That’s why we’ve taken the steps
To achieve our separation

We got confused in partnership
We abandoned our ideals
The time has come to claim them back
And to fight for what is real

For the path leading to salvation
Requires balls we have to grow
Taking sincere responsibility
Over the ascent we have to go

I have heard my destiny calling
It is stronger than blood and flesh
It was an agreement I agreed to enter
Before my body mattered

When I chose to accept this life
I knew that challenges lay ahead
We made the bond on the other side
That we would meet again in bed
Our wise son would not be here

If it wasn’t for our foolishness
We were never right for each other
But you can’t deny what we created

When I look into his loving soul
I always love you more than ever
You gave life to my one true gift
I can’t take that from you, never

Today I crossed the picket line
I have to start to make some money
That doesn’t mean selling out
But you can catch more flies with honey

My self-imposed imprisonment is over
Thanks for taking it’s physical shape
You showed me what I needed
To go beyond my normal level

But I accept my burdens lightly
I will encourage them to inspire
For to get out of any hole you’ve dug
First you need to understand desire

There must be a reason for our choices
Sometimes we have to trust
Things that don’t make any sense
Always do in the bigger picture

So I will never regret our sadness
We were pushed to the very edge
We done well all things considered
Just to put food on our table

I choose to focus on gratitude
There is still a lot of good in the air
We will be connected forever
By the love that we have shared

Now we are free to be good friends
No more smiling out of fear
We can embrace our separate ways
With bags of tidings and good cheer

Let’s make gold from lead
Follow the alchemist’s lead
We can still enjoy family moments
And I may even ease up on the weed

Cheers!