Take it on the chin (again)

Recorded in February 2013, another stream-of-consciousness song lyrically speaking, tweaked for the final take...domestic violence? Bar brawls? Both? Take it on the chin There's a time and a place for a smooth escape When the fighting starts and the glasses break But, the chances are you just have to fight When the glances crack, there's no wrong nor right We don't keep the things that we utter In words we can hide what we mean We're all of us earning our bread and butter But some of us take one for the team If you fight like a man, you have to learn to take it On the chin or on your feet There's a home and a place it's a soothing escape When the fighting stops and you had your last scrape If only I could heal it or see I could find a way home If you can't stand up and fight it Then the nest it will be you'll have flown We don't keep the things that we utter In secrets we hide what we mean We're all of us earning our bread and butter But some of us take one for the team There's a time and a place for a smooth escape When the fighting starts and the glasses break If only I could feel it or see it through I know that I could chance it I could make it with you Cover art adapted from Creative Commons image http://www.flickr.com/photos/67935254@N00/462608440/in/photolist-GSZnA-7Tdmc4-8BKvqa