Danielle Ate The Sandwich - 17 and 53 lyrics

You were 17 the year your father died And he was 53 when you were 17 In the museum where you laid your head to sleep The artifacts were cold to comfort you When you heard them fighting you hid in the apple tree The branches broke their noise When your brother studied at the university You were left all alone to realize That while you were growing older He was busy growing older too Ba da dum ba da da da dum Ba da dum ba da da da dum And in the summer when your father drove you to the river And he would sing so loud Soon to be kept silent as he climbed through barbed wire fences To get to the river side And while you were growing older He was busy growing older too Ba da dum ba da da da dum Ba da dum ba da da da dum And in february you were running late one day And out the door you ran Leaving left unsaid the things you'd soon regret not telling Never knowing this would be your last chance And while you were growing older he was busy growing older too Was it fair to blame the girl Was it fair to make the child choose And when you stood next to mountains Did you swear you could hear him calling you I am 22 and you are 53 And only blood can tell That we are made up of strings and strands of DNA Dancing waltzes in our cells And while you are growing older I am busy growing older too Ba da dum ba da da da dum Ba da dum ba da da da dum Ba da dum ba da da da dum Ba da dum da dum