: Sisters starving, brothers begging. Mothers mourning, fathers folding When I look in the mirror I see: A boy not a man the son of a father I refuse
know was a son who took back what the bottle stole So I could be the boy you couldn't be have the father you didn't get to see have the youth you did
when you're in hell. forced hellos rushed goodbyes and best wishes for you in the meantime My face seen as often as God's can let guilt have its way
fill with all the food you eat and lack of pain you feel for the eyes that weep outside your windowsill of the castle where you sleep? Has the sun stopped
: My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad... Has the sun finally set on us? Have you come to long for another's hand? There's a feeling inside
: How many miles until I get out of this rectangular box of hell? Because these four same faces in these overcrowded spaces have me praying for the places
: The taste of the floor reminds me of the skin that leaves me in oceans of my soul without a shore So alone so we'll hold those barren bodies bereft
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door, no heart to let you: The sun can take too long to end the endless night I hear you, I feel you, I bleed with you when our hearts begin to scream
trees: barren and stark. Some things just fall apart Some memories continue breaking this cold heart And some sons have a hard time Looking at things
hardly know was a son who took back what the bottle stole So I could be the boy you couldn't be have the father you didn't get to see have the youth
for when you're in hell. forced hellos rushed goodbyes and best wishes for you in the meantime My face seen as often as God's can let guilt have its
My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad... Has the sun finally set on us? Have you come to long for another's hand? There's a feeling inside me
(Instrumental)
Sisters starving, brothers begging. Mothers mourning, fathers folding When I look in the mirror I see: A boy not a man the son of a father I refuse
The taste of the floor reminds me of the skin that leaves me in oceans of my soul without a shore So alone so we'll hold those barren bodies bereft