and yes, he was my father
in ev'ry sense of the word
I his promise to the world
he meant to keep
and when I fell in the face
of my future he raised me
up unto my feet so I could
live the life meant to be
and when he fell I raised
him up as well as I could
but in the end his life was
no longer meant to be
and yes, his souls's still
in me the one I couldn't
keep sometimes I can hear
him speak as my soul weeps
(c) JR. 2018
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