Father

Album: The Art of the Lie (2024)
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  • We looked across the street
    It's winter, there's a soft snow falling
    The doors are open, there's no light
    I hear a faint voice calling me
    We walk inside into those rooms
    Where we once laughed and played
    It's all empty now, but it feels like it was yesterday

    I see that cubbyhole and where we used to eat together
    I see the walls you built
    The room where I slept as a child
    I went downstairs into the basement
    Even though the lights aren't on
    I can hear the Beach Boys singin'
    And my brothers playin' pool

    And sometimes I just want to run into your arms
    And let you hold me, once again
    I feel ashamed because I couldn't be the man
    You always hoped that I would become
    Ahh, ahh

    And that's the staircase where I sat back in the 70s
    Listening to the radio, the first big hit from C&T
    I'd still be sitting there if anything were up to me
    I can hear you telling me that nothing on this Earth is free

    And now I see the work bench that you made with your two hands
    And I'd give anything to see you standing
    Where you used to stand
    To feel your hand upon my shoulder
    That meant comfort then
    To see you turn around and smile and say
    "Hey quatro, how you been?"

    And sometimes I just want to run into your arms
    And let you hold me, once again
    I feel ashamed because I couldn't be the man
    You always hoped that I would become
    Ahh, ahh

    So you've dedicated your entire life to one big lie
    It seems you are afraid to live and equally afraid to die
    You imparted that to me, I ate it up and swore that I
    Would never take part in this world or try to build a life

    And now the people who sang "Jesus loves me this I know"
    Have chosen someone else and say the Bible told them so
    The laws of men aren't good enough for them they want their Book to be
    The only one allowed but, not all of it just the OT

    And sometimes I just want to run into your arms
    And let you hold me, once again
    I feel ashamed because I couldn't be the man
    You always hoped that I would become
    Ahh, ahh

    And sometimes I just want to run into your arms
    And let you hold me, once again
    I feel ashamed because I couldn't be the man
    You always hoped that I would become
    Ahh, ahh Writer/s: John Grant
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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