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The Family Way
Dylan Owen
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We're always doing it the family way
Even if the family starts to change
I give thanks with all of my heart
To those who held me strong from the start
If there's a thanksgiving in the afterlife
We'll take a head count
And pass out next to our cousins
On the red couch
Everything in life returns its way to safer balance
Happiness is homemade German potato salad
And Lebanese grape leaves
And kibbeh I won't share with ya
Til you hear the stories bout when they came to America
Cause we were raised by generations of generations
And we always had a roof over our head when it was raining
I thought that I was GI Joe when I shot our BB gun
Grandpa and Grandma gave us a home when we needed one
Those local shenanigans sent me over the edge
Like when Joe Skrobola bench pressed me over his head
It was providential
Back pegs had high potential
Anywhere our yellow Mongoose went to
Was inconsequential
Cause growing up fast
Helps you get ahead in life
I'd put my head phones on and play a song
And it went something like
We're always doing it the family way
Even if the family starts to change
I give thanks with all of my heart
To those who held me strong from the start
We're always doing it the family way
Even if the family starts to change
I give thanks with all of my heart
To those who held me strong from the start
On my wall I've got a picture of a pirate
And somewhere in the closet
There's probably a dozen just like it
I'd beg my Grandma to sketch me one
Every Christmas
Or any time that we'd visit
And now I just wish I still had time
Lately you can't say that much
It's been like seven years since you
Picked the paintbrush up
And dementia isn't something you just
Wake up from
It's hard to say goodbye
To someone who's still alive
And still breathing
Heart's beating
Which makes it harder
My mom doesn't like the thought
Of her living alone in hospice
But the thought that really haunts her
Is that she's no longer my momma's mother
But my mom is still her daughter
I try to stand in her shoes
That's what my Grandma would do
But either way it's a lot to
Put any family through
But whenever God decides to set her free
She'll be at peace
And one day when we meet
She'll remember me
We're always doing it the family way
Even if the family starts to change
I give thanks with all of my heart
To those who held me strong from the start
We're always doing it the family way
Even if the family starts to change
I give thanks with all of my heart
To those who held me strong from the start
So when I think about mortality
In my new room
Maybe we all have a childhood
That dies too soon
It can be grounds to grieve
Or it can be ground to stand on
Those were the years growing up
At Grandpa and Grandma's
I think about mortality
In my new room
Maybe we all have a childhood
That dies too soon
It can be grounds to grieve
Or it can be ground to stand on
Those were the years growing up
At Grandpa and Grandma's
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