Night Talks

Oh, we stay up
 You and I on the phone, talking late
 We talk about our recent Netflix and A&E favorites
 We talk about how the world around us has changed since we were young
 We talk about the nice things that have happened and the difficult parts
 And I've grown to where I depend on you
 Like how in the morning, I hear the train going ooh
 Like how I hear the wind going
 And the cars on the highway going
 And when I'm in town, dinner with my girlfriend
 And coming home from my tour to a big, fat, cozy bed
 Oh, we're getting older, aren't we?
 Next thing you know I'll be calling you from a fifty-five plus community
 Thinking I definitely didn't pass up the opportunity
 To tackle life with a tireless tenacity
 Yesterday it was one of your kid's birthdays
 She's twelve and I remember when she was just a baby
 She looked like a sack of white flour with legs and arms
 And my girlfriend at the time said, "Oh my god, I love that little one."
 We were both in our late thirties then
 And we were both getting around so, so easily
 And you were married then and I was with Emily
 But that all changed but everyone involved moved on happily
 I remember my childhood room with these fluorescent posters and a blacklight
 And I'd burn candles and incense all night
 But Dad would say, "Mark, you're gonna burn the house down."
 I thought he was paranoid then
 But I fully understand him now
 Your room was so much different than mine
 It had an extra window and much more sunshine
 And your walls were painted a very light shade
 Soft blue and yellow like an Easter egg