Sweet Suspicion

Mama's cooking in the kitchen, and our stomachs have eyes We take a seat at the table, as the sun splits through the open blinds And Dolly's barking from the front yard She wants to come inside Yeah, I got a sweet suspicion that these are good times And that are sunrise will come And that are goodbyes are never gone Feel that rhythm let your mind let go Picking upon the subtle signals of your sight The selfish disconnected all the things we had perfected When the wind changed with all its might I think we better learn sometime Now we're walking through the courtyard Leaves roll over our shoestrings We speak of family and love The only true things We hope that vanity is dead The queen says off with its head And we can lay under the clouds saying Dad would be proud of the men we became And that our sunrise is still gonna come And that our goodbyes are never gone Do you see that wall now go ahead and knock it down And do you see my face love I'll always be around Feel that rhythm let your mind let go, Act like you ain't got no self control