who finally interjects before the child's voice returns to bookend the conversation.

Verse 1
He labors every day from sunup to sundown
Breaking his back while his baby's alone
He thinks about her in his place of work often
Wondering how baby is doing at home

Chorus
Two apart, one alone 2x

Verse 2
She battles with her sock puppet demons
Making up stories at the end of her reach
Between commons sense and her imagination
Every partition has taken a breach

Chorus
Two apart, one alone 2x

Bridge
I know I'm an accident surrounding two lovers from 1969
They make it work somehow, their vow it's astounding, how
Much of theirs they've sacrificed for mine
Oooooh, they've sacrificed for me

Verse 3
He's walking wired through that door, decompressing
Been going full throttle since he rolled out of bed
Shes craving conversation with a real person
Fed up with the voices talking cross in her head

Verse 4
It may be that their work was not fairly divided
And curbing her impetuosity took its toll
She'd say, “If you think I have not done all I could
I rue the day I brought you, child, into the fold"

Chorus/Outro
She's not so smart after all
Should he go first I will pay her some call
If she precedes me in death, oh well
I won't be following her to hell