Lyrics
Mouths to feed, won't sleep 'til he arrives
So he brings his work home
Late night's waste away, plotting a plan
Tracing the steps he needs to take
'Til he says, "My job is done
You're old enough, it's time to leave this home
And go on your own
I know it's hard, but it's not my problem anymore
Not anymore"
Eyes closed, children rest unaware
So he keeps their lights dim
And angels hold their tongues up above
With a scowl, shaking their fists
When he says, "My job is done
You're old enough, it's time to leave this home
And go on your own
I know it's hard, but it's not my problem anymore
Not anymore"
My job is done
You're old enough, it's time to leave this home
And go on your own
We had our run, now you're old enough
To run down your track
So don't look back
I know it's hard but it's not my problem anymore
Not anymore
