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Rectify


All of the independence you had gained
Disappeared when the rent cheque bounced
Over the phone you held your mother’s hand
And your eyes aren’t so big anymore

It’s all the same
Some days are better than others
Everyone’s to blame
Me, I guess I will rectify
All of the things I’ve done
Or maybe some
Or maybe none

All of the parking spaces occupied
Seven blocks from the nearest opening
Over the phone you held on to her pride
And your eyes get smaller every day

It’s all the same
Some days are better than others
Everyone’s to blame
Me, I guess I will rectify
All of the things I’ve done
Or maybe some
Or maybe none