Grown Men Don't Cry

Tears Unseen: Highway Bros' Tale of Heartache and Joy
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Lyrics

I pulled into the shopping center

The narrator arrives at a shopping center.

And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother

A scene unfolds where a little boy clings to his mother.

Like ice cream melting, they embraced

They share a tender embrace likened to melting ice cream.

Years of bad decisions running down her face

The mother shows signs of distress from past mistakes.

All morning I'd been thinking my life's so hard

The narrator reflects on their own difficulties earlier that day.

And they wore everything they owned, living in a car

The mother and son seem to be living out of their car, carrying all their belongings.

I wanted to tell them it would be ok

The narrator wants to offer comfort but decides to drive away in their Suburban.

But I just got in my Suburban, and I, I drove away

The narrator physically leaves the scene without offering help.

I don't know why they say grown men don't cry

The narrator questions the societal expectation that grown men should not cry.

I don't know why they say grown men don't cry

The repetition emphasizes the narrator's uncertainty about this expectation.

Keep having this dream about my old man

The narrator dreams about their father, reminiscing about a time when they were close.

I'm ten years old and he's holding my hand

The dream involves the narrator as a child holding hands with their father.

We're talking on the front porch watching the sun go down

They recall talking on the front porch, but it was just a dream.

But it was just a dream, he was a slave to his job and he couldn't be around

The father was unable to be present due to work commitments, becoming a metaphorical slave.

So many things I want to say to him

The narrator wishes they could express their feelings to their father.

I just placed a rose on his grave and I talked to the wind

The narrator has placed a rose on their father's grave and speaks to the wind.

I don't know why they say grown men don't cry

The narrator questions the societal norm that suggests grown men should not cry.

I don't know why they say grown men don't cry

The repetition underscores the narrator's ongoing uncertainty about this norm.

I'm sitting here with my kids and my wife and everything that I hold dear in my life

The narrator is present with their family, expressing gratitude for what they hold dear.

We say Grace and thank the Lord, got so much to be thankful for

The family says grace and acknowledges their blessings.

Then its up the stairs and off to bed

The routine continues with preparations for bedtime.

And my little girl says "I haven't had my story yet"

The narrator's daughter reminds them of a pending bedtime story.

Everything weighing on my mind disappears, just like that

All the worries on the narrator's mind disappear when their daughter speaks.

When she lifts her head off her pillow and says, "I love you dad"

The daughter expresses love for the narrator, bringing emotional relief.

I don't know why they say grown men don't cry

The narrator questions the societal expectation that grown men should not cry.

I don't know why they say grown men don't cry

The repetition emphasizes the ongoing uncertainty about this societal norm.

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