Choosing Not to Know

TRENT: I’m glad you came to visit, Mom.
This has been… a really nice couple of days.
Listen, there’s something I’ve been… meaning to tell you.
MAMA: Oh, Trent, do you think we’ll have time tomorrow to see Granston?
Remember how daddy used to ask,
“who’s buried there?”
TRENT: You cut me off
You close your ears
You turn aside
Just like you’ve done for years
You’re happy with a status quo
Why are you choosing not to know?
Mama, you know I live with Steven, right?
Roommate. For three years now.
MAMA: Says here that the Coyston is a division of the metropolitan.
TRENT: Yes but, about Steven.
MAMA: Trent, dear. I’m reading my guide.
TRENT: It’s taking time to gather nerve
I think the truth is what we both deserve
I’m trying to say something loud and clear
Why are you choosing not to hear?
mama, listen to me.
There’s something I have to tell you.
MAMA: Oh no, hush, honey.
TRENT: mama?
MAMA: Sh!
TRENT: You already know. You know?
MAMA: Trent Michael, please don’t.
All I’ve got is the world of God.
It’s the one thing I can hold on to,
While the world keeps changing around me.
I wish your father were here.
TRENT: Oh it says in your Bible,
My life is a sin.
And the fight against God is the fight I can’t win.
Once I’ve said out loud, then it can’t be undone…
You already lost daddy.
You can’t lose your son.
You need to face the truth some day,
But just for now,
I’ll let you have your way.
I know you love me but even so,
It’s clear you’d have to let me go.
That’s why you’re choosing not to know.
That’s why you’re choosing not to know.
you’re choosing not to know.
MAMA: You said you needed a winter coat.
How about we go to Mason’s and find a nice warm one, em?
TRENT: Sure, mom, that’d be nice.