A Father's Son, by I LIKE TRAINS

A Father's Son

from HE WHO SAW THE DEEP by I LIKE TRAINS

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lyrics

Knee deep and born into it,
You didn’t ask for this and don’t I know it?
A father’s son,
We couldn’t hope for less.
Pry these words from my cold dead lips,
Home is where the heart is.

And the ghosts I draw
Will leave you cold.
A bankrupt father
To skin and bones.

I’m moving over.
I’m making room for you.
I’m making room.

I will occupy the space between
What you say and what you mean.
And you say
That the devil's in the detail.
And if that’s true,
When he is through with me he will
Sure as hell be after you.

And the ghosts I draw
Will leave you cold.
A bankrupt father
To skin and bones.

We escape, we escape, we escape,
With our minds made up.
We escape, we escape, we escape,
And our time is up.