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The Son is His Father
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December 2011 Daydreaming we're together again laying in my bed,
taxi ride home where the driver had no direction in his head,
i had you in mine and the distance was shrinking,
you ended up laying on me and had me stop thinking,
you'll hear about my shows but not how you inspire,
you'll never know when i was on you i've never been higher,
you were the perfect option out of this trashy life,
i wasn't even acting like i'd live long enough to have a wife,
the son is his father and that is my fear,
in only 4 short months you made my year,
i can't take this feeling in my gut when you're gone,
i tried to move on but it felt too wrong,
in about 5 years you'll be in my head for decades,
and blow up my chest like mishandled grenades,
you're eyes never looked at my past only at me,
never again will blue eyes make me happy.
