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