Full House

Short pants, tight shoes "Not coming home tonight" Wheatfields horizon Weak legs to walk the land To crushing mountains Great peaks I'll learn to love And you dear sister You feeling the same way? Lonesome misgivings of growing old alone Life long grieving Life long reconstruction Same face, same talks And our restrained bond We shared a full house Full of people, full of pain A fork crossroad Is it the only place to be? Once I found a full house down in Michigan It gave me something I had never had before The quiet of some people I could trust Same face, same talks, same will to runaway We've been shattered by affective insecurity Can't say I love you You can't either, can you? Thirty something, you made me the best gift you could do