Postcard

Текст песни David Dallas - Postcard

"Oh, come on, why is it always this? I mean, I fuckin' owe
It to myself to do this and that? What if I don't want to?"
"No, no, no, no, fuck you. You don't owe it to yourself
You owe it to me. 'Cause tomorrow I'm gonna wake up
And I'll be 50. And I'll still be doin' this shit."

Yeah, yeah, yeah

For you, Dad, who woulda knew that
Your little boy wouldn't do too bad
Off a few tracks in a genre they thought was a new fad
Now I'm movin' off overseas to pursue that
They wouldn't have a clue that I was yours
I grew up in South Aucks, you were on the shore
And my hair's jet black, you're kinda blond
Boys at the park with their dads, they would ask where mine has gone
It ain't right or wrong, it's just reality

But don't you ever think I didn't grow up happily
I can't remember one time you were mad at me
Even when I left the lights on, killed the battery
Up your old nerve thinkin' I was in a spaceship

Man, if that was Mum, I woulda got my face hit
My brother told me that life isn't a slave ship
My other brother told me I should never take shit
For granted at all, he can't even hear, man
My brother-in-law, he ain't even here, man

Taken too soon, so I'm glad you're around
Still a king in my eyes, you don't have to wear a crown
You could build things I could never get my head around
Not so good with my hands, I can only tear it down
And I hate to see the world tryna weigh you down

But I swear I'll never let you down

So write your name here, bring your address too
Then when I send this postcard, keep it close to you
Promise you that I'll make it, swear I ain't no fool
And there ain't a thing I won't do
If I gotta go through hell, I'll take it
'Cause I'm gon' make it for you
For you and you and you and you
"It'd be an insult to watch the U.S. dollar in twenty years
Hangin' around here is a fuckin' waste of your time."

For you, I'd run laps for miles
Just so I could see you crack a smile
And nobody can replace you, they lack the style
Really am my mother's son but ain't half as wild
And I can't decide who I'd be without you
I been designin' my dreams around you
Since I was five years old, told you I'd buy you the globe
When you would take me to Farmers to buy me clothes
Now I finally know that you really did live for me

And my three siblings gave everything
And I admire you more than you'd ever think
Ashamed of myself now 'cause I never bring
Much as I should, caught up with my own bullshit
Gotta love the way my mum tellin' no bullshit
Straight up lady raised a straight up baby
And the only place we goin' now's straight up, baby

So write your name here, bring your address too
Then when I send this postcard, keep it close to you
Promise you that I'll make it, swear I ain't no fool
And there ain't a thing I won't do
If I gotta go through hell, I'll take it
'Cause I'm gon' make it for you

For you and you and you and you
For you and you and you and you

"You don't know that."
"I don't?"
"No, you don't know that."
"Oh, I don't know that."