[Pre-Intro]
[Male Vocal]
[Guitar Solo]
I’m grateful,
To be thankful,
For my fortunes,
In this losing game,
I have a love,
That thrives like fertile ground,
I’m a human leaving the cave,
An inch taller in sunlight,
The mean giant I was in darkness,
Softened his heart to survive,
The psychological damage homes bring,
[Verse]
I tried to make myself whole,
To have a family,
That grew from our devotion to living better,
Than our parents,
We watch the sunset,
While playing in the field,
We sing hymns together,
Until we’re fast asleep,
Always together,
That’s how I see my relationship,
Based on my experience,
I know I’m understood,
When I say things like,
I see my life like the shack,
In my mind,
Stuck on the porch,
Gazing at the big house,
I know I’m heard,
Where I see colored people,
Despising rags in public,
For clothes,
They hang in plastic bags from the cleaners,
Dressed in all white,
That’s thick with great stitching,
Wind finds hard to pass through,
You know,
Tailored fit for us,
We can smell the difference,
Like having a mother in the projects,
And a father in the suburbs,
I couldn’t leave her behind,
She is my inheritance,
Nothing my father can give me,
Without stepping outside of his home,
Only his scent I carry,
From swallowed tears as a boy,
When I stepped off the last step,
I wasn’t alone,
[Bridge]
I had many reasons to look back,
Truth is,
I was tired,
Of choosing where to go for Thanksgiving,
So I brought a table with two seats,
And my love dwells annually,
Without force,
Our walk was the exodus I needed,
To loose parts in me,
Like working in silence,
We see golden eggs along the way,
And place them in one basket,
Losing control,
I want to be your golden goose,
That finds trust in you,
I won’t fly away,
When you touch me.
[Outro]
A wind blows by,
Spirit leads me,
To a spot in the field,
Where I’m able to place a stake,
In the ground,
Above the ghetto in the East,
No one seems to visit,
Should I be worried,
They won’t love me anymore,
If I never produce enough fruit,
For my home,
And theirs,
I can smell my father’s scent on my clothes,
The day he left her too,
Like I did,
I had to respect his happiness,
He knew his heart,
I made myself the golden goose,
I’m the one he had to leave on the porch,
Watching legitimate kids love him in ways,
I can’t say I can,
Although he was the best dad he could be to me,
I noticed his regrets,
Spill out when we drink as men,
I quickly change conversations,
Gift him souvenirs,
Because I will always exclude him,
When I only have two tickets,
One for my love,
The other for my mother,
I used to feel guilty,
Now I feel responsible,
I don’t want to rob my mother,
For she sacrificed her wants,
My labor will never bring honor to his family,
A hard truth I have to accept,
And let go,
To be fully committed to this walk,
That has been good to me,
Tears fell on my pillow for my father now as a man,
My spirit is mature enough,
To comfortably move forward,
[Guitar Solo]
Baby I’m your family now.
Heartsoul
