Mother Nature is in decline and by her side stands Father Time
He knows the scene, recycled routine, hold her hand and then grits his teeth

Mother Goose has lost her mind and the Brothers Grimm stole her nursery rhymes
Quaint and old, grotesquely told, strains the body to remove the soul

I’d love to say what’s on my mind
This family has come untied
There’s some parts of me that died
The binding rope that’s frayed with time

Mother Mary starts to cry and Father God’s just standing by
The crosses lined with dollar signs, and healing blood lost to the daily grind

Mother died in a fiery home, and father left us years ago
Sister’s cancer bore no answer, now baby cries like an exotic dancer

I’d love to say what’s on my mind
This family has come untied
There’s some parts of me that died
The binding rope that’s frayed with time

And this family comes untied