Ghost's Son
BY JASON DOYLE WARD

Warm whiskey in cold hands
It's safe to say I'm wasted and drowning
Words unsaid and questions left inside
To burn
To the end of my days I will carry you
Search the sky for all the answers never knowing why
Put on a brave face and journey on from place to place
Never to find my way home

You weren't there when I needed you
To take my hand and guide me through this world
And all the angels laugh at me
I mourn a man I have never seen
You turned your head and walked away
I've fought so hard just to find my way
I can't breathe easy 'cause you're gone
To me you're no one and I'm your son

And as I sit here in silence and waste away
Grasping shadows, trying to find a light in the dark
I'll hold my hand high and give this promise true
I swear I'll never ever burn myself and fade to black like you

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