Baby I guess I'm lost I saw you falling apart, I thought it was all my fault And then we make up, and now you say And now you say With your voice like an angel attached to a black pair of wings And that's the point Because since we joined The crowd started screaming and we couldn't hear over the noise You spoke inside But in my head I kept pa**ing the blame for excuses to help me try Ooh Caught in the middle of deceptions, just to get A part in the elders and authority figures that would Come to be elders, the truths, and the liars They're holding us both to the flames So now I cry I'm only trying To turn our head to reality And it's so defying It k**ed the pain The time it takes To end all of the talking and following me I'm in pain And I'll disallow And I'll disallow [Instrumental] [Spoken] You know when children are very little the child-mother – nurturer, let's call her mother – -mother bond is developed- from day one. Starts real early and continues. There are three fundamental attachments that you can be: secure, ambivalent, or distant, in your attachment, in other words, insecure, in your attachment. So, um... [Instrumental] [Spoken] Hi Mike, this is Mom. Sorry I missed your call, I was out. I'm out in the garden, gardening, my favorite thing. Um, anyway, thanks for the call. I love you too, um, hope you're doing well. Anyway, um, uh, okay. Just hanging out there. We're here and, everybody else is elsewhere. Matt's coming home this week from school and, um, whatever. Okay. Talk to you. Love you. Thanks for calling. Bye