Rubble To Rubble

Show me your friends, I'll show you your future

Show me your scars, I can help with the suture

I can reap, must mean I can sew

But I must say, you're in trouble

You're working with a surgeon who's working as a double

I have never stitched up my own

I'm on my way

You know I'll be a doctor one day

If my father knew the steps that I take, hmm

I'm on my way

Now she's down the street, sitting in sunshine

Probably smoking weed and sipping on box wine

She knows me, but she calls me by a different name

Now she's by the fire, hanging cold stockings

I'm letting baby Jesus do most of the talking

There's a beauty in the silence that I chalk up to Christmastime

Well, I'm on my way

Got me a wife and she calls me her babe

If she only knew the steps that I take, steps of my babe, hmm

I'm on my way

Two, three, four

Oh my God, I'm having a baby

I knew this day would come to finally save

And teach me love and how to stay

Piece by piece, sew rubble to rubble

I learned how to walk by learning to stumble

Get my off the boat, I'm ready to be on land

Get my off the boat, I'm ready to be on

On my way, hmm

I'm on my way