Sibling Fistfight at Mom's Fiftieth / The Un-sound

And to catch the light in you to be celebrated

Try to pull the time behind you forward

Bends and breaks you

In the early morning stopped

By the ever-ticking clock

Not the clicking when the hands move

But the absence of a sound in between

Undo, unsettled, uneasy

Can you feel it? It's the opposite of peace

Unsafe, unconnected, unprotected

Understand? It's the plan and it's something

But it's nothing if you never let it go

And your kids are getting older now

And you're getting old

And your friends have all come over

And your kids are drinking

And they're celebrating life with you

Almost everybody's there

And your kids are drinking

And your kids are drunk

Siblings on the stairs

Drunk and fighting while your parents

Try to understand the role they played in getting there

And she's standing on the landing

And her head is in her hands

While her children shout and try to push each other down

Do you understand it now?

It's that tension underneath

From the absence in between

An undercurrent tunneled into nothing

And besides, it's life, it's fine

It's life, it's fine

It's life, it's fine

It's fine, it's fine

It's life, it's fine, it's fine

It's the unsound beneath that keeps us down

In the background, all around

Over every moment now

What we've left and what we lack

All you can do is drown it out

Don't you hear it?

Unrelenting, unforgiving, unimpeded

When it's peaceful

Don't you feel it pulling back?

Now

The clock continues ticking

And the aching never fades

There's no option to rewind it back

To break or change it

To see between each beat the love you gave

Unafraid and unashamed