Mother

Mother, I know you're disappointed Because my choices don't make it out like I'm anointed But I gotta find this on my own Despite my being failure prone Let me fall so I can get back up Empty the glass so I can fill the cup We each make our own choices We each make our own choices For better or for worse it won't play out like we rehearse When we each make our own choices Oh mother, I hope someday you'll be proud of me Not for doing what you want, but for the small path I made to be It wasn't there before So I had to carve out my own front door So I could walk along how I needed to But please know I've always needed you We each make our own choices We each make our own choices For better or for worse it won't play out like we rehearse When we each make our own choices You get mad when I say f*ck But we each got our own luck Yours ain't mine and mine sure as hell aint yours You who raised us Taught us about Jesus You don't hold the blame So please don't feel any shame We each make our own choices We each make our own choices For better or for worse it won't play out like we rehearse