Congratulate my friends on the birth of a healthy son take him quietly and hold him in my arms It will seem so violent crying on each others' shoulders always We're for the other we're for each other Divided in the garden I am waiting for myself to cool off silently or to keep it by it's a gutted one a side that's split away I take him quietly and hold him in my arms When they know you when they know you when they know you when they really really know you it will seem so obvious fixing what is never broken always