She'll Be Alright - Minor Majority

She’s down in the basement with her new best friend

A skinny kid from the suburbs with an uptown name

Four clumsy chords, then it fades away

I’m stuck at the table but out of the game

I like the way she just sings for the sake of the song

Places the awkward phrases where they belong

Somehow, she knows

From where I sit I can barely hear them talk

Their voices sneak up through the pipes in the walls

I hear the vowels of my name, like from another world

And a song I used to sing when she was a little girl

It sounds so much better than the one I wrote

When I rented a room in the tower of song

All those years ago

When she used to trust me to help her out

Now she trusts someone on the upper floors

I’m the house but there are distant lands

So, I don’t make no claims, she’s got the upper hand

Sixteen years under my wing

Soon my advice won’t be more than my take on things

And I have been worried for way too long

I’m tired of worrying on my own

I leave the record on

She might ask for money

She might ask for a ride

But she’s not going to disappear and die

She’ll be alright