David Hodgman - Too Little

You popped in my head
I guess it was your ghost
Based on what I'd read
And all of your friends and your mother's posts
And you a mother too
A son so young, another almost grown
How little I know of those two
And how little I knew of that side of you

We were summer kids
We drew all over your walls
Tortured your grandparents
We locked the den doors
Watched rented R-rated videos
We bought the tickets as proof
But we never saw the show
We smoked cigarettes
In the shadows of malls and of that hospital

Exiled to that monstrous house
And that sprawling estate
I remember how lonely it was
Before you made your first escape
I came to visit you
You picked me up rail thin
In that black Firebird
And I jumped in
Much to my sister's chagrin

We took off for the beach
In danger and out of reach
We hitched a pickup back home
Flat on our backs
Stars and streetlights and open roads

I was so relieved
When you got free
I didn't know then
What that would mean
I was so relieved
When you got free
I didn't know then
What that would mean

Your troubles came and went
And I lost track and I fell out of touch
Ashamed of how little I meant
When something so little all would become too much

Written by:
David Hodgman

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