When he was young so many looks he never caught
so much love he hadn't bought
Seen peering through the pane left out standing in the rain
Soaking in his rearing only wishing to be dry
It seems he never knew that no one cut much deeper in the
Young boy who strains his ears to hear
No one come calling no one to tell his deepest fear
No one to brag his trophy no one for him to make proud
No one to answer this life that was in doubt
These times he's not forgotten,
he swore he'd never be that nobody still haunting
All his past that brings his longing for times
that all would come from when he was young
So many times he'd knelt and prayed begging for these present days
When all his youth was done to be standing with his son
No one would ever know him no one for him not to hear
No one to answer his father being near
These times he's not forgotten
and did he ever know that nobody still haunting
All his past that brings his longing for all my strength to come
from when he was young
It seems he never knew that nobody
Still staring in at something lost that could not be
All of this spent preparing harmony
He'll never be forgotten
For all he's lived and sought in
Flying from wings he'd hide in
Hiding his son from when he was young
And in his bleeding I've been receiving no pain that would come
from when he was young.
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