This is a song from off of my second CD. Long before the end of my first marriage I was lamenting the fact that things change and what used to be the status quo was irretrievable. The concept of going to the hardware store for bread iI culled from the Al-Anon literature.

https://music.apple.com/ca/album/boy-blue/1632193158

There used to be a bakery 
on this corner
and I was really tight 
with the owner

it opened in the morning
she baked ‘til late at night
the bread was always fresh 
the dough was sweet and light

something happened late one night
the baker woke up in a fright
her darkest fears were realized
and she was rendered paralyzed

I’m going to the hardware store
 for bread
Wish it was like before
I want to be fed

I said “I’ll help you make the bread”
I just made a mess instead
I wish someone could rescue me 
‘Cause I don’t have the recipe

I tried to learn from fancy books
I even asked more experienced cooks
I prayed and sweated, I did all that it took
but my bread is met with dirty looks

I’m going to the hardware store
 for bread...again...

Wish it was like before
I want to be fed... again...

swallowing my pride I must confess
Baking’s not what I do best
gotta get this off my chest
I thought I knew her but I just guessed

I’ve been exposed I’m just a faker
I’ll probably never be a baker
I’ll always love her but I can’t make her
become a giver and not a taker (so)

I’m going to the hardware store
 for bread...again...
Wish it was like before
I want to be fed... again...

I’ve wasted flour and baking powder
kneading more and crying louder
I’ve burned more than I could ever sell
made more mistakes than I can ever tell

Do you remember when we took a vow?
The vows were made for times like now 
seems we never saw richer
seems we never saw health
seems all our dreams have headed south

I’m going to the hardware store
 for bread...again...
Wish it was like before
I want to be fed... again...