Make it work,
Make it easy,
Make it clever,
Craft it into pieces...
Make it sweet,
Crimp the edges,
Or make it sour,
And serve with lemon wedges...
Even doubt
Can be delicious,
And it washes off
Of all the dirty dishes!
When it's done,
I can smile;
It's on someone else's plate
For a while...
I'll place it on display,
And then I'll slice, and
Serve my worries away...
I can fi this!
I can twist it into
Sugar, butter covered pieces,
Never mind what's underneath it;
I have done it before...
I'll bake me a door
To help me get through...
I learned that from you...
Mama, it's amazing what baking
Can do...
Make it up,
And surprise them!
Tell them all my secrets,
But disguise them,
So they dance on the tongue
Of the very people that
They're secrets from!
Make it soon,
Make it better!
Though, better never lasts forever...
I'll make it small so it fits
Even this...
Even now...
Even as the walls come tumbling down...
Even as I can't stop remembering how!
Every door we ever made,
We never once walked out!
Something I never got the chance
To ask her about...
So with flour on my hands...
I'll show them all how
Goddamn happy I am!
Sugar, butter, flour,
Don't let me down!
Let's see the ne t amazing thing
Baking does now!