Broken Bell - Chad VanGaalen

I sit and do a drawing

A portrait of my dad

I should really visit him

Before he is dead

Cause we are getting old

Our cells just won’t divide like they’re told

And I’m not really good at this kind of thing

Should I take the advice of the graffiti on the wall telling me to «go suck it»

Or should I listen to the voices ringing in my head like a broken bell

Can I meet someone nice on the other side looking for more than just a good time

But I don’t think it’s fine to expect that the universe was born with such a

good temper

I sit and do a drawing

A portrait of my mom as a child

I wish we could just get along like we used to

Cause we are getting older

Our cells just won’t divide like they told us

And I’m not very good at this kind of thing

No, I’m not really good at this