Mom's Secret

Wanna talk about what I've seen
Broken branch in the family tree
Mom's expecting, we're expecting
A little something coming real soon

Ride my bike home, nothin' seems wrong
Then she told me, then she showed me
What had happened, not to be sad
Nothing goes exactly as planned

We will have another one
A daughter or a son
But what I saw was
Neither one of those, so

I still remember the textbook shape in the Tupperware clear container
Then she told me, then she showed me
What had happened, not to be sad

We will have another one
A daughter or a son
What I saw was
Neither one of those, so

We, we washed it down
Round and around
There was no life
So we put it out of sight

Porcelain holds holy water
Spinning around is a son or daughter
Life is precious all of the time
But everything goes, everything dies

We will have another one
A daughter or a son
What I saw was
Neither one of those, so

We, washed it down
Round and around
There was no life
We washed it down
There was no life
We washed it down
There was no life
So we put it out of sight