Sticky notes
By the basement stairs
Tell him not to go down there
Cause if he falls
One more time
He could vanish
She drives them down
In drywall with
A slender old dark nail
Doubtless picked up
Some years back
A steal at a yard sale
It'll take some time
Till he goes for a drive
Hems and haws and haggles hard
Til the price is right
It could be years
Of hopes and fears
Doing everything we can
To keep him here
Lead him to the toilet for
The first time in my life
White knuckles grip my shoulders like
A theme park safety bar
When he sits down
He looks so small
A fragile hollow shell
So we talk tiny
Crack a joke
Thankful he can't smell
It'll take some time
Til he skates on ice
Shoots and scores
And pumps his fist
Comes home late at night
It could be years
Of hopes and fears
Doing everything we can
To keep him here
It'll take some time
Til he skates on ice
Shoots and scores
And pumps his fist and
Comes home late at night
It could be years
Of hopes and fears
Doing everything we can
To keep him here
