I knew you weren't budging
They sent in four of them to make sure you were sane
The fourth doctor cried with me
She looked twenty-three
Oh the hurt she'll see
You were tender in the roughest goddam way
You told me not to tell your son until you passed away

"You know how bad he drinks"
You were gifting him this accidental grace
This was the rest you had to take
The angel of State street

I'm seeing you in dreams
You showed me everything I now know I can be
Everything my daughter's going to need
And it wasn't once easy
You had to thread the seams
You always had to be the brick, the walls, the beams
The last structure left standing

How lush your love now seems
I find it flowing through the space left in between
Where I am and where I'll be
It's binding you to me
The angel of State Street