Father, Please

I originally wrote this as a song. The lyrics mean so much to me.

Father Your name was lost

When You left our house

Three years ago

Father we begged You to come home

But You didn't show

When we called You

Father please come home

Can't You see we're done

Father please return

This house has lost its worth

Daughter you think I left you here

But I never did, My dear

I have been around

Daughter your house is cold inside

From all the tears you've cried

What have you done?

Daughter I am home

I had never gone

Daughter dry your eyes

And look up at the skies

Father, please

Daughter, believe

Who We Are

I see wicked eyes

I try to let it go

I throw it to the wind

And watch it blow

I cannot change or shape your eyes

You cannot see through this disguise

I can watch the sun arise

And carry on

With the burden

Of your watch

We will carry on as who we are

You will not push us to the dark