Charlie Peacock - Counting The Cost [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

There is a boxer, a young boxer, living across the street from me
There is a woman living in my house
There's a light in the kitchen that needs my attention
Over in the corner there's a magazine rack
There's a garden growing in the back
Now, what's a poor soul to do?
Keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that
Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

There is a picture, a sad picture, of a little boy holding on
Maybe he's dead now, maybe he's alive
There's a time to get angry and a time to be sweet
Maybe I should telephone grandmother, tell her how much I've been missing her
Oh, what's a poor soul to do?
Keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that
Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that
Counting the cost, just staying true to what it is I know to do
Fore every unkind word I spoke, counting the cost and keeping track
For all the money I kept for myself, counting the cost and keeping track
For every unreturned phone call, counting the cost and keeping track
For every prayer I locked up tight, counting the cost and keeping track
I'm done and running out of things to say
I'm running out of time to say it
Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that