A downward spiral leaves me sprawling
A freight train through the air
Crashing to the ground and crying
You're a father who doesn't care
I am weak and wounded
Sad and alone
I was told to leave forever
Now a nomad with no home
Where should I go?
Through this bleak and hellish place
You were not there when I needed you most
Only apathy on your graven face
The wind that shakes the barley
Is the only sound that can comfort me
I stand before you a wizened woman
My faith is all but history
Lost is the love that fueled me
An emotion dead and gone
You once held me in your arms
You used to be so strong
Now I see you as a corpse
Nothing of a father or a man
Dead is the weight of my heart
A feeling you ought to understand
A freight train through the air
Crashing to the ground and crying
You're a father who doesn't care
I am weak and wounded
Sad and alone
I was told to leave forever
Now a nomad with no home
Where should I go?
Through this bleak and hellish place
You were not there when I needed you most
Only apathy on your graven face
The wind that shakes the barley
Is the only sound that can comfort me
I stand before you a wizened woman
My faith is all but history
Lost is the love that fueled me
An emotion dead and gone
You once held me in your arms
You used to be so strong
Now I see you as a corpse
Nothing of a father or a man
Dead is the weight of my heart
A feeling you ought to understand
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