It's not here at all
I cannot recall
the game I played when I was young
without your little face
to put me back into place
I played good
but I can't believe that I won.
The weight of my stare
I cannot repair
as I watch you grab for the light.
Let your innocence rain
for one last refrain
before I kiss your face goodnight.
Old Mr. Crow
tell me what you know
when to steal and when to dive,
one day my little man
won't fit in my hands.
Take the slack that I've left behind,
I can't say I planned it
I flew forever just to land it
my religious devotion
I can't pretend to understand it everybody was a notion
but someday you will know who I am
my little man.
Death says hello
are you ready to go,
I was ready at 21
but the truth is too old and I know too much
I can't go yet without my son.
My little man
I love you so much.
I'm gonna let you sleep tonight
but I want you to know
every time that I go
that it's me on the end of the knife.
I can't say I planned it
I flew forever just to land it,
my religious devotion
I can't pretend to understand it, everybody has a notion,
but someday you will know who I am
my little man
