Pittsfield

I'm not afraid of you now I know so I climb down from the bunk beds this low I can talk back to you now I know from a few things that I learned from this TV show You can work late til midnight; we don't care We can fix our own meals, we can wash our own hair I go to school before sunrise in the cold And I pulled the alarm and I kicked up the salad bowls Since the time we meant to say much more Unsaid things begin to take their toll After school we shovel through the snow Drive upstate in silence in the cold You can remind me of it That I was lazy and tired You can work all your life As I'm not afraid of you anymore If I loved you oh a long time I don't know if I can recall the last time you told me so Here in this house in Pittsfield The ghost of our grandmother works at the sewing machine post Hiding the bills in the kitchen, on the floor And my sister lost her best friend in the Persian Gulf War There was a flood in the bathroom last May And you kicked at the pipes when it rattled, oh the river it made Stand there, tell me that I'm of no use Things unspoken break us if we choose There's still time to wash the kitchen floor On your knees, the bath, the sink once more You can remind me that I was tired You can work late and do yourself honor Now that I'm older, wiser and working less I may regret having left the place a mess You can remind me That I was lazy and tired You can work all your life As I'm not afraid of you anymore