Florence Nightingale

Just hide the truth son
I won’t be mad
Go on, go on and prosper
I’ve paved the path for you
Can’t you see?
Go on, it’s nothing but diamonds and gold

But I get it
You’re the prodigal son
The golden spoon
The fortunate one
And don’t forget it
You’re the rising sun
The harvest moon
Fooling everyone

Vicariously, I live through you
No one, no one will ever know
That I’m the dollars behind the boy writing every check
No one, no one will read my name in the liner notes
My efforts have been trivialized like a story tale
A la florence nightingale
And you’re about to be found out