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