The Pecan Tree (Live)

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 hopes that you're dreaming
Dreaming of your life
The memory of your life

In the room full of family
But couldn't find one
In the room full of family
But 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 room full of family
But couldn't find one
In the hallways
I 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
Woah

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
'Cause 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

(Cool)
(That was so cool on my end)
(Yeah, mostly good)
(What's the verdict?)
(We gotta do the slow part)