[Even before Alzheimer's began claiming my mother, she would mine the daily dialogue for theatre
"Boolie!" (my nickname) "Are you getting this down? It's good! We should make a play out of it!"
I was getting it down. Every word]
Are you getting this down? Boolie, it's good
Are you getting this down? Boolie, you should
'Cause all my pretty promises, and my desperate amends
Couldn't put me back together again
Couldn't put me back together again
But you did, you did
So are you getting this down? These dark and crazy scenes
Are you getting this down? The laughter in between
'Cause everything I wanted eluded me each time
The only thing I ever knew was mine
The only thing I ever knew was mine
Was your love, your love
And I never had to ask, you know I never would
I never had to hide, you know I never could with you by my side
Are you getting this down? This blood that's thicker than wine
Are you getting this down? Boolie, it's time
'Cause you've never been more beautiful, never so much mine
I love you so, you saved me, now it's time
I hope you know, I'll be ok, it's time
But I'm fine, I'm fine
So are you getting this down? Boolie
Are you getting this down? Boolie
Are you getting this down? Boolie
I did, I did
