Old tears of regret and failure,
strung together on links of aging lust.
I throw the chain into the air,
I wish my father were here.
I was never carried high,
never was tossed to the sky.
I am missing half of myself,
he rests as ashes atop a shelf.
Father, please grant me strength.
Father, please grant me strength.
He never held me in his arms,
never raced me to far objects.
I was not named by his hand,
I only know of his heart.
Father, please grant me strength
Father, please grant me strength.
An empty memory swims through my veins,
I bare his sure-name.
I will bring him from heaven down,
if it leads straight underground.
An empty memory swims through my veins,
I bare his sure-name.
I will bring him from heaven down,
if in a river I drown.
Father!!!
Father, please grant me strength
Father, please grant me strength.
