I woke up cryin' late at night when I was very young
I had dreamed my father had passed away and gone
My world revolved around him, I couldn't lie there anymore
So I made my way down the mirrored hall and tapped upon his door
And I said, "Daddy, I'm so afraid
How will I go on, with you gone that way?
Don't wanna cry anymore
So may I stay with you?"
And he said, "That's my job, that's what I do
Everything I do is because of you
To keep you safe with me
That's my job, you see"
Later we barely got along, this teenage boy and he
Most of the fights it seems were over different dreams
That we each held for me
He wanted knowledge and learning, I wanted to fly out west
Said, "I could make it out there if I just had the fare
I got half, will you loan me the rest?"
And I said, "Daddy, I'm so afraid
There's no guarantee in the plans I've made
And if I should fail, who will pay my way back home?"
Every person carves a spot and fills the hole with life
And I pray someday I might light as bright as he
I woke up early one bright fall day, just read the tragic news
After all my travels, I settled down within a mile or two
I make my livin' with words and rhymes and all this tragedies
Should go into my head and out instead as bits of poetry
But I say, "Daddy, I'm so afraid"
How will I go on with you gone this way
How can I come up with a song to say, I love you"
Everything I do is because of you
To keep you safe with me
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