verse 1 The sun is rising so late, it's early I have spread myself too thin again The guest of honor at my guilty party Me and this silence have become old friends Father make believe for your daughters Mother take it easy on your sons Sister balance like a tightrope walker But for now you've got to keep them young Instrumental verse 2 My solitude it makes me softer My suffering is not in vain My depression sings, "how much longer Will I have to wait to see a world free from pain?" Father make believe for your daughters Mother take it easy on your sons Sister balance like a tightrope walker But for now you've got to keep them young (only strum each chords once for the first two lines) Father make believe for your daughters Mother take it easy on your sons Sister balance like a tightrope walker But for now you've got to keep them young Father make believe for your daughters Mother take it easy on your sons Sister balance like a tightrope walker But for now you've got to keep them young