my dad makes money but my mother pays the bills
she always tells him when to take his pills
he keeps them in a box marked with letters of the week
she wears a mask to help her breathing when she sleeps

when they go out you know they love to laugh and fight
they bicker and they bitch about which left is right
but they always find out where they going to
and they still worry bout what i'm gonna do

oh they're stable
steady as a table
and i'll be fine, ma
i'm able

try to be kind and be true
and don't drown in expectations,
patience,
every day's a lesson

i feel good when i'm laughing
i relax in the evening
taking it easy
counting my blessings

and it's not often
i get lost in boston
cause i know this city
like a dead man knows his coffin

i write a song or two
and every now and then
some kind hearted woman
shows me love and takes me in

oh i'm stable
steady as a table
and i'll be fine, ma
i'm able

it's all right
ain't no rush
i like to walk and take the bus
i don't need much
i take my time
i do just fine
still showing up
every day
every year
i see more clearly
i'm still here
i'm awake
i'm aware

Party Walsh