The Pecan Tree

Drooling red from my eyes To meet the bitter sun That shines past into light That shines past into light Setting fire to curtains In hope that you're dreaming Destroying the tomb Of memories from your life In the room full of family But couldn't find one In the room full of family But couldn't find one You couldn't find one In the hallways lit up brightly But couldn't find myself In the hallways But couldn't find myself In the hallways lit up brightly But couldn't find myself In the hallways lit up brightly But couldn't find myself I laid drunk On the concrete On the day Of your birth In celebration Of all You were worth I laid drunk On the concrete On the day Of your birth In celebration Of all You were worth I am my father's son I am no one I cannot love It's in my blood I am my father's son I am no one I cannot love It's in my blood I am my father's son I am no one I cannot love It's in my blood It's in my blood