Back in my parents house again, my friends
My wife despairing, for lack of writing
Two wheels on the road, and two off the bend
Two tons of steel nearly alighting.
Have I mentioned our debt, three hundred grand
Not an albatross more like an anvil.
Is this firmament or just more quicksand?
I better not forget to take my pills.
But I wonder, later, when I look back
Will this be one of the good times or bad?
When the anvil becomes fat money sacks
And more time is the thing I wish I had
Duh. Awesome friends, great cats and perfect wife
This is the best day of my whole damn life.