Waldemar Your name's stitched in The collar of my favorite shirt The one I pulled out of your closet When you passed away You were born into and out of The Great Depression Did you lose your expression When your brother lost his mind When he got back from the war? Was it those two things That made you a quiet man? Or was it Reuben? The other brother Where I get my name Who was a hero in The war you did not fight And loved my dad the way He wanted to be loved And is now carried in my name Instead of on my back I wonder if you loved but Just didn't know how If I'm a carrier I drag it behind me If I'm a victim I don't want to know it All I know is it's Hard to get out of bed And in the morning I lay and wonder if You're the one to blame And will my grandson wear my clothes But not share my name Or if I will be the break In the chain