The Oliver Moore Band - Answer to Why Lyrics

Every great once in a while
I begin to fall a bit behind
So I leave early, now I'm leaving
And believing I'm the only lonely
One who knows the answer to why

Under white linen sheets
A mother lies, a mother to be
And as she grinds her teeth
She names the boy and
Holds the boy and says
This is my boy, my answer to why

See the boy under the cover of another room
Dirty hair
Dirty jeans
Dirty life
Dirty soul

Holding his needle high
He says, with wide eyed delusion
This is my answer to why

I fall behind
That is my answer to why
This is my boy
My answer to why
Wide eyed delusion
My answer to why

I've got religion, it's sitting on the newspaper page
And I fall behind, falling on the newspaper page