roughroads
Virgin
- Joined
- Sep 2, 2007
- Posts
- 4
Uncomfortably Numb
I’ve been walking through a storm of pain.
Can you hear me calling your name?
You’ve left me drowning in a river of shame.
Was my expectations too high for you to fan your flame?
Why didn’t you reach for my hand instead of my gun?
The reason for my life was you, my son.
You always played my heartstrings. I loved the melody.
Even when we were off key, it was still music to me.
I guess on that fateful day you were playing a new song
that I didn’t quite understand.
I wish I had listened more closely and held your hand.
Talked to you more often, man-to-man.
But you pulled the trigger and the round that ended your life
has torn mine apart and broken my heart.
Those heartstrings you played are all broken and frayed.
They can’t be restrung, retuned, or replayed.
The only tune it plays now is the Military Taps.
The sad news, the blues, is all I can map.
If I could break the bottle of time it would be
the day before you died but I can’t change the past although I’ve tried.
A day hasn’t passed that I haven’t cried.
I understand that life flows on within us and without us
but life is not the same without you-with us.
I want you back. We miss you so much. Life without you is what we lack.
I always told you we can’t change the past but we can affect the future.
Now I have to practice what I preached and hold your mother.
She loved you too and shares my pain but we will see you someday
and be together again.
May the pain you experienced be gone forever.
“Rest In Peace”
Love, Pops
Still Your # 1 Fan
I’ve been walking through a storm of pain.
Can you hear me calling your name?
You’ve left me drowning in a river of shame.
Was my expectations too high for you to fan your flame?
Why didn’t you reach for my hand instead of my gun?
The reason for my life was you, my son.
You always played my heartstrings. I loved the melody.
Even when we were off key, it was still music to me.
I guess on that fateful day you were playing a new song
that I didn’t quite understand.
I wish I had listened more closely and held your hand.
Talked to you more often, man-to-man.
But you pulled the trigger and the round that ended your life
has torn mine apart and broken my heart.
Those heartstrings you played are all broken and frayed.
They can’t be restrung, retuned, or replayed.
The only tune it plays now is the Military Taps.
The sad news, the blues, is all I can map.
If I could break the bottle of time it would be
the day before you died but I can’t change the past although I’ve tried.
A day hasn’t passed that I haven’t cried.
I understand that life flows on within us and without us
but life is not the same without you-with us.
I want you back. We miss you so much. Life without you is what we lack.
I always told you we can’t change the past but we can affect the future.
Now I have to practice what I preached and hold your mother.
She loved you too and shares my pain but we will see you someday
and be together again.
May the pain you experienced be gone forever.
“Rest In Peace”
Love, Pops
Still Your # 1 Fan
