Baby boy had a big old heart
Large enough to tear apart
Split evenly in two
Evenly in two

Mom and Dad had a rocky start
Too much head, too little heart
Soon one turned into two
One, two

Dirty hands made separate beds
And folded sheets in which they slept
Oh, what's a boy to do?
What's a boy to do?

When Daddy finds ten dollar whores
And liquor stores
Can offer more than his family
Than his friends
More than a woman that he wed

"Oh no, what a shameful seed I've sown."

Then one day daddy walked away
From his wife, the child they had made
It must have been too much
It must have been too much

Mommy tried her best to pay
The bills so that her son could stay
In the house that he was raised
The sons fight the father's war

Love for his heels
(The place where love grew too old)
He walked out the door
Left his son to fight his war
(Too old and broken to appraise)
Left his son to fight his war
You shadow, you ghost
(The place where love grew too old)
Look how crooked I've grown
What a shameful seed you've sown
(Too old and broken)
What a seed you've sown

Court ordered visits meant weekends with his Dad
Where he had learned his share of lessons
On how to drink like his old man

Back home his mother packed her bags
And the dreams that she watched down
For a single room apartment in the seedy part of town

Baby boy became the dad
His family had always lacked
A spitting image of the man
Down to the way he turned his back

He inherited his cheating
An heir to his drunken breath
His father willed him arrogance
And passed down his empty chest

Love for his heels
(The place where love grew too old)
He walked out the door
Left his son to fight his war
(Too old and broken to appraise)
Left his son to fight his war
You shadow, you ghost
(The place where love grew too old)
Look how crooked I've grown
What a shameful seed you've sown
(Too old and broken)
What a seed you've sown

"Be a lightbulb"
I'm a wishbone
"Be a rifle, a telephone"
I'm just here for you to use
I've got nothing left to lose
I'm the wardship battle
I'm the remnants of the precious metals
That weigh you both down
We are heavied, oh so heavy
We are heavied, oh so heavy

Love for his heels
(The place where love grew too old)
He walked out the door
Left his son to fight his war
(Too old and broken to appraise)
Left his son to fight his war
You shadow, you ghost
(The place where love grew too old)
Look how crooked I've grown
What a shameful seed you've sown
(Too old and broken)
What a seed you've sown


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    General Commentalthough you dont have the lyrics up yet, the guys from The Receiving End of Sirens said that this was about kids with divorced parents
    yeee_sonon July 31, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThis is definitely my favorite track on the record. The lyrics are amazing and the music flows effortlessly.
    The guys wrote this after extensive research on children with divorced parents. I guess it really paid off.
    Junesongon August 01, 2007   Link
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    General CommentBaby boy had a big ol’ heart,
    Large enough to tear apart
    And split evenly in two
    Evenly in two

    Mom and Dad had a rocky start
    Too much head too little heart
    Soon one turned into two
    One two

    Dirty hands made separate beds
    And folded sheets in which they slept
    Oh what’s a boy to do?
    What’s a boy to do?

    When daddy finds ten dollar whores
    And liquor stores
    Can offer more
    Than his family
    More than his friends
    More than the woman that he wed

    “O no. What a shameful seed I’ve sown.”

    Then one day daddy walked away
    From his wife and the child they had made
    It must have been too much
    It must have been too much

    Mommy tried her best to pay
    The bills so that her son could stay
    In the house that he was raised
    The sons fight the father’s war

    You shadow, you ghost
    Look how crooked I’ve grown
    What a shameful seed you’ve sown
    What a seed you’ve sown

    The place where love grew too old
    Too old and broken to appraise

    Court ordered visits meant weekends with his Dad
    Where he learned his share of lessons on how to drink like his old man

    Back home his mother packed her bags
    And the dreams
    That she watched drown
    For a single room apartment in the seedy part of town

    Baby boy became the dad
    His family had always lacked
    A spitting image of the man
    Down to the way he turned his back

    He inherited his cheating; an heir to his drunken breath
    His father willed him arrogance and passed down his empty chest

    “Be a lightbulb”
    I’m a wishbone
    “Be a rifle; a telephone”
    I’m just here for you to use
    I’ve got nothing left to lose
    I’m the wardship battle
    I’m the remnants of the precious metals
    That weigh you both down
    We are heavied o’ so heavy
    We are heavied o’ so heavy
    ciesl279on August 04, 2007   Link
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    General CommentBrendan had this to say:

    "...researched a lot of websites about the effect of divorce on children. That is where the lines about the light bulb, wishbone, rifle, and telephone came from. This is how children described themselves when dealing with divorced parents. Some felt like things came out of the dark when they were around, some felt like they were being torn in two, some felt like the communicator, and some felt like they were used as fodder by one parent to hurt the other.
    ...it is the first narrative look into our character's life. This is a good reason for all of his remorse, regret, and guilt the record goes on to talk about."
    Revengaon August 05, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI've only heard the album once through since I bought it today.

    Right off the bat i'm thinking the album is centered around this song...
    -ZERO-on August 07, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI must say this song is one of those that can give you the chills...
    -ZERO-on August 07, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI really like this this a lot! Those last lines about what the son has inherited really does send chills as -ZERO- mentioned above.
    Pioneer06on August 15, 2007   Link
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    General CommentReally resonates through me. My dad spent not only my whole life adulterating but I'm sure the better part of his life being unfaithful to all those around him that he claimed to be his one an only, my mom, God, my stepmother, me, my sister and my two brothers. After finding out officially what he's been up to for so long, I can only say that I feel like this song screams what I've been through for the last two decades.
    Finchsteron April 02, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentSeems uncharacteristically literal for a TREOS song.
    Oh well.
    I still like it.
    blackboxxlyingon September 29, 2008   Link
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    General Comment"too much head, too little heart"

    hehe. clever clever.
    ultragabeon March 23, 2009   Link

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