Dad's Song by Set It Off

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This sin't my song or poem, it belongs to Set It Off. But it's a powerful song and it means a lot to me, especially right now. I don't want to rant about it, but my dad is dying, and I think he's going to leave soon. 

Do you believe in happy endings?

Or the mendings of human hearts?

Oh, I believe in both, I'm certain

Because these curtains

Are state of the art

If you'd occasionally happen to spy on me

You'd think I'm having one sided conversations

But I hear him talking back

You'd think I may even lack some sanity

But maybe I can't let go

So I'll say I finally wrote your song at last

Sorry that this one came out so sad

Every tear I had was shed for the man that gave me a better sense

Of life and meaning to motivate

There's no shortcuts to success

I'll wait for his guiding hands

My guardian angel until the very end

I see a cold seat on the couch

Where I remember that just four years ago around December

You sat me down and

Held me next to you so close

How I long for things to be restored

To back when times weren't quite this hard

In the car, that song you sang to me

Never rang so loud before

Oh, what'd I'd give for just another hug from you

You may be gone, but love will never die

So I'll say I finally wrote your song at last

Sorry that this one came out so sad

Every tear I had was shed for the man that gave me a better sense

Of life and meaning to motivate

There's no shortcuts to success

I'll wait for his guiding hands

My guardian angel until the very end

Tears can't run dry when I start to cry

When I hear people speak of how

You'd be so proud of me

And now I hope this song will reach your ears

That solved all my darkest fears

I once was blind, but now it's clear

Wherever I go, I know that you'll be near

I finally wrote your song at last

Sorry that this one came out so sad

Any tear I had was shed for the man that gave me a better sense

Of life and meaning to motivate

There's no shortcuts to success

I'll wait for his guiding hands

My guardian angel until the very end

Until the very end

My guardian angel until the very end

Once again, this is by the band Set It Off, it just means a lot to me.

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