Eat-A-Lot-Of-Turkey-Day!
With a knife and fork you sit around the table...
This is my mask
this is my dare...
Kid,is the name I call you,
19 is the age you are turning...
The sun, the moon, the sky and stars,
And delicious tasting chocolate bars...
The road not taken is layed out before us,
Waiting to feel our steady feet run on...
I come to comfort you,
I come to protect you...
I hear the bells ringing
I’m walking down the aisle...
Europe was my home,
My special little dome...
Ringing bells, shining stars
A message-clear from us...
I know that I have so much to be thankful for
But all that I wanted was to see you...
He's Comin' Home.
I can only imagine the pain he's in...
My pain drips with tears
Thinking of the past hundred years...