Still and yet. Yet and still
Back across the rack, face against car grill
The spirit of compromise is very much alive
As seen in my ugly house, evidenced in my ugly wife
Fear of failure, fear of success
Twin beatings that drive all men
Failings of church, failing of family
Ugly, stupid, voices rambling
Saw a couple with child, I wondered why and right then decided-
My neck hates chains around it
Saw a woman I wanted, I wondered why her life won't transect mine
Why I'll float right by her
Fear of failure, fear of success
Twin beatings that crush all men
Things got rough on the road, but no better at home
Life's become winter in Western New York
Spent time with friends, pressed chest to breasts
But it'll take more than joy to move me
The broken VCR, not worth repair
But god willing I'll act as a doorstep
Still and Yet. Yet and Still