Met your father.
He said, “Daughter,
who’s this motherfucker that you brought back home?
He’s shy on class.
Will the feeling pass?
I can’t tolerate him no more.”
She said, “Daddy, dear,
I love him.
Why you always hassling me when I’m home?
I’m gone so long,
Then you bring me on
Down this unproductive road.”
“There are patients
(Patient)-ly awaiting.
Must we have this out here right now in the hall?
The truth be told,
I can’t help but scold
All the virtues you adore.”
"And I’ll see you in my nightmares
But I’ll feel you in my dreams
And I might live a thousand years
Before I know what that means." (Neil Young, "Barstool Blues")
Said your mother,
“Hey, now, daughter,
How much longer do you think this could go on?
‘Cause life is long
when the feeling’s strong.
But it’s shorter when it’s done.”