Jay Farrar Damaged Son
Could have been mixed up or a lack of understanding
Could have been explained
Events unravel too fast
Could have been locked up many times with a glimmering
eye
Can build to the sky, but it must be learned
Glisterine time is a privilege earned
Sailing straight out with no course
Shackled to this painted-on board
It's the right time, and it's near
It's the right time, and it's here
When you start to feel undone
Take heart, for the struggle's won
When you start to feel undone
Take heart with the damaged son
Celebrate the break
When you fall, it's down to earth
Save the labels for last
Obliterate that thirst
There's a writing ahead
Between by-gone and soon to be
