My Museum - Only Son

You’re in my museum

You’re in the biggest room there is Under the thickest glass there is Sharing my saddest laugh.

You’re in my museum

You’re in the biggest room there is Under the thickest glass there is Sharing my saddest laugh.

But you remind me of a friend, though

I met him falling out a window

We were both falling real slow

We had some time to talk, you know?

And he’s a typical offender

A professional pretender

On a life long bender

He thinks it makes him friendlier.

So.

Every day

Feels the same

Fading in a frame.

You’re in my museum

Up on the screen repeating lines

Dressed up as everybody else

A different echo every time.

You’re in my museum

Up on the screen repeating lines

Collecting accidents like treasures

Buried under time.

But you remind me of a friend, though

I met him falling out a window

We were both falling real slow

We had some time to talk, you know?

And he’s a typical offender

A professional pretender

On a life long bender

He says it makes him friendlier.

So.

Every day

Feels the same

Fading in a frame.