IF YOU CAN GET THERE

Whoa! What a surprise! (Ha, ha, ha!) What are you doing here? Ah, oh…This doesn’t look good,this doesn’t look good.
I’d like to talk to you a second if I could
Oh shit!
There’s something I’ve got to say. We just can’t go on this way.
“Why is that?” I said.
‘Cause it’s just too much. I can’t live this way.
What do you mean?
There was a time when I knew what to do, when I was happy doing anything that might hold us together. Now I wonder why I even tried. At the same time I’m ashamed to leave you this way. I don’t like it that you feel betrayed.
And she waited for me to say: “Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mommy, don’t do that!” But I didn’t say that. She could have understood that.
Too bad.
Instead, I held my breath and bit my tongue and muttered, “Screw that!” And yet I’m better than that, if I could just explain.
I suppose I have a minute now. Go on, go on, go on…
It’s hard to be a man.
That’s what they all say.
You’d accept so less of what I really am if I just plugged into the plan: A company man, now that you’d understand, but I thought (forgive me) I could be more (though I was never sure). I had a different definition of what it means to be and what it takes to be a man to my degree. As for the money, as for the family, I’ll still be there, like an uncle that you call on when you need a helping hand. And if you get there, I hope you get there: The place we dreamed of, without me. If you can get there.
Yes, I’ll get there.
Then let’s drink a toast to the valiant dreams, the relentless schemes that by other means we might have made it. Kiss me, as if you meant it, one more time, and she said
“No, it doesn’t feel like it did before.”
And she said, “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
I said, “What?”
She said, “What about the kids? Were you even thinking of the kids?”
Oh, the kids, of course, of course. It’s probably the worst for them though we’ll never know, we’ll just let it go, and we’ll hope for the best. Yeah, what else can you do? Who knows? Who knows? Who knows? Maybe they can get there, though it would take a miracle.
It would be like a miracle!
Pray for the family that can’t quite get there. If you can get there.
If you can get there.
If you can get there. If you can get there. If you can get there. If you can get there.
Oh, yes, I’ll get there.
Why does a woman marry the things she loves, then moment by moment try to take them away?
I thought you’d change.
So I was just your project?
Not any more!
Yeah, I knew but I didn’t say anything. I mean, she’s so smart. She already knows everything, right?
I know I’ll get there.
Yeah, I know, I know, I know. I know you’ll get there. I know you’ll get there. Yeah, you’ll get there. I know you’ll get there. You go ahead. You go on without me.
As the martyr sings his song.
I know you’ll get there.
I know you’ll get there.
I know you’ll get there.
I know you’ll get there.

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

IF YOU CAN GET THERE