All I Could Do

	I had a show a few weeks ago
	It's getting harder and harder to sing
	And it is hard to focus on my guitar playing
	When inside a baby is kicking
	At first I was sad and scared'
	Cause this is all
	I know how to do
	Then John and
	Peter played standing up
	Sometimes something will change
	And that change will change you
	Then I thought back to six years ago
	When Brian
	Pilkton told me to play
	He gave me a car, a typewriter, a guitar
	Before that all
	I could do was count days
	Then I thought back to before my coma
	Rehab in Tacoma, my junkie roommates
	And all that
	I knew how to do was
	Put cigarettes out on myself,
	I took pills and
	I drankAnd
	I thought back to when
	I was 15How
	I was squeaky clean and
	I wanted to die
	I was feeding the homeless while combating loneliness
	All I could do was keep living a lie
	Then I think back to that 12 year old poet
	How she didn't know it was what she would be
	All she could do was hide under her bed
	Scared to death that somebody might read her diary
	You see I have changed and
	I'll keep on changing
	And maybe my song-writing will suffer
	But it's okay if at the end of the day
	All I can do next is just be a good mother
	It's okay if at the end of the day
	All I can do next is be a good mother