Black Cross Screaming From The Top Of The Stairs
I ain't no father's son
No one taught me how to be
Sequestered firmly by words never said
Here we are face to face
No more words promises to chase
Here we are saying nothing
Here we are man to son
So much damage left undone
Here we are saying nothing
If i could set the bridge i would
But every step bleeds so awkward
Wish there was more to say
Than painting just a history
My tiny hands to yours
So alike in shape and form
All we saw were differences
Is that all you see now
Time will tell in years we have left
If broken hearts find their way home
You don't know me
I see you in myself
I want to tear it out
For once to reach beyond yourself
These hands like lead
These years of guilt
Let the light inside I can't see
Let the light inside so I can see
Now I'm sleeping but we're wearing
A noose around our necks
