The Last Time I Saw My Sister

The last time I saw my sister
She wrote a perfect song
She was drawing pictures of a wedding
That was yet to come

And though her dress was chocolate-stained and torn
People said what a gorgeous child!
Of course, then it was considered fashionable
To be considered wild

People try to tell you how to live your life
They're not seein' you
They tell you they're your friends
And give you bad advice
They don't know more than you

How long have we been here?
You raising babies
Me killin' time
I wear my fears for all to see
And you keep yours
Well-disguised

I parked my car outside your house
With the lights off on your street
At the point of the unknown
With my companion
Uncertainty

People try to tell you how to live your life
They're not seein' you
They give you crocodile smiles and bad advice
You're just being used