Song Description

Claiming the beauty of a regular chaotic day in the life of a mother and wife

Lyrics

Sunrise Apartments, south facing 17th floor
I wake up early with his warm hand on my back and he whispers 'lie still, we got five minutes more'
Five minutes to plan my style, to imagine the day the way I want to be
To look at it all with an artistic eye, with a will to love and to feel free

So the coffee gets made and the older ones go and the day starts rockin' - but just a little too much
And it feels like I can't quite hold onto it all-I'm peddling fast but I take a look left while life goes right and...

The baby's dropping cookies in the fishbowl on the coffee table and singing Ee Ii Ee Ii Oh with his heart and soul and he wants to be heard and I'm there to hear him
I'm standing by my wishing well, just this side the Holland Tunnel
I'm wishing on the Muse, not the Marm, to come calling to me
To see the beauty and not just the mess to clean
The Muse not the Marm-and see the beauty, see the beauty

I walk outside and a pretty girl walks by under her raven hair and her private thoughts and I think 'where is she going and what is her calling and how satisfied is she doing her daily sojourn down the sidewalks of choice'?

I ponder all that as the dinner gets made at the end of the day on the 17th floor, but it seems like I can't quite hold onto it all-I'm juggling fast but I take a look left while life goes right and...

The older boys are arguing and throwing punches in the family room
'Til one of them weaves and the other one ducks and POW one takes a punch so now I got a teenage boy with a broken little finger bone

I'm standing by my wishing well, just this side the Holland Tunnel
I'm wishing on the Muse not the Marm to come calling to me to see the lesson for them and not proof that as a parent I'm a lesser being
The Muse not the Marm to come calling to see the beauty, see the beauty...