My father left me when i was 3 months old
he got to see me everyday until i was about 4 1/2...
My days,my weeks,my years,they all slip away like...
i observe helplessly on the sidewalk as i have...
On a lonely road I traveled so many times before,
lies a story that told from father to son and once...
Daddy you lied to me,
You said grandma was okay...
Why does the sweet smell of incense come,
Though nothing is burning...
These unknown wonders fill my mind.
A random thought, kills the soul...
You promised that you would take my hand
and together we would buy some land...
Unwilling war at my feet,
The battle of horror which will not retreat...
I got up the guts
to go and talk to you...
My father left me when i was 3 months old
he got to see me everyday until i was about 4 1/2...
You must think
You must think i'm crazy...
The sound of pain, the look of sad
The hate of life, love gone mad...