Half An Orphan - Tom Rosenthal

I’m half an orphan

I know it’s strange when I say it

But I don’t know how to put it otherwise

It’s now not a problem

When I wonder who to turn to

If I ever have a problem

I can’t ask you

Three becomes two

Two becomes one

One becomes none

And then you’re done

I’m still a cyclist

But with one stabiliser

Now I’m wobbling like

A drunk boy in a storm

I missed the lesson

Where they tell you how to keep on

But hey, I know a lot

About Henry’s wives

Three becomes two

Two becomes one

One bcomes none

And then you’r done

Rocks become roads

Roads become hellos

Hellos become goodbyes

And then you’re done

Mother, don’t be wild

Don’t go chasing the bad guys

'Cause I don’t have the legs

Let them get away this time

Mother, we got life

So don’t go for looking for a fight

'Cause I don’t have the might

To hold them all off

Three becomes two

Two becomes one

One becomes none

And then you’re done

Lows becomes highs

Highs have their time

Just like you and I