I met a man in Mason, Texas-bought a drink and told me about his life
His house is paid, his car runs fine, his dog behaves and his children aren’t behind
life seems to be alright

But his mom just passed and dad moved in, they both raise glasses to their lost kin
They smoke cigars and fancied cars they’d do the things that father and sons do
they’re trying to get by

But he’ll go on down to the liquor store where a man he knows has seen his face before
He went on to explain that the pain of loosing someone he cares for
Has drunken up his heart

But oh how life moves through their broken bones
And we turn what we love into our homes

And the magazines and the movie screens distract him from his mom’s eternal sleep
To try and pass the time to forget 20 years by her side
He’s asking god why

And every time that he gets down he see’s his children with his mom’s blue eyes
But their older now and they pray about their old pop’s lost and lonely soul
They’re pleading with the sky

But oh how life moves through their broken bones
And we turn what we love into our homes
God only knows what Heaven holds
Yeah God only knows what Heaven holds
but i’ll see you there
Yeah i’ll see you there…..