Eddy, Pt. 1
I remember
When I was a little boy
I had a dream that
One day
I would touch the sky
I had a vision
I could do anything
No one could stop me
I was invincible
But what happened
To that little boy I knew
Where did he go
Will I ever
Make his dreams come true
What happened
To that brave little boy
Who would play everyday
With the same little toy
Had a face full of joy
And a heart full of hope
Had faith in his eyes
Held tight to the rope
He would start each day
With a prayer on his lips
He would gaze to the sky
Then he'd blow it a kiss
At night he would talk to the stars
Make a wish
That some day his father
Would teach him to fish
Years passed by
He was 10 years old
He would wait outside
In the blistering cold
He believed
In the power of prayer
And was told
If he prayed hard enough
That his father would show
What do you know
Dad never came
He was mad at himself
And he swam in the blame
Anger and pain
Became friends in his brain
The would argue and fight
Over whose wrong or right
They would wrestle at night
As he slept in his bed
Haunting his dreams
They were painted in red
He didn't know what it meant
Who was dead
In this dream
That kept on reoccurring
His mother was worried
Knew what was occurring
Her husband had left her
Alone with the burden
Of raising a son
She did not want to hurt him
She made up a story
Said that he was serving
The country at war
And that when it was over
He would return
And they'd all be together
Time kept on passing
And he became older
It became harder and harder
To tell him
He was eleven
When he found a sweater
He dug up the pockets
Like he had found treasure
And buried inside
Was an old dusty letter
His father had written
The day that he left
Baby I'm sorry
But I am not ready
Please know that I love you
And that I love Eddy
The pain that I carry
Is getting to heavy
My life is to messy
Im better off dead
Thats the sound of a soul
When it cries
When it learns that a hole's
Been drilled through its eyes
Faith has been killed
Not an ounce has survived
And the only thing left
Is confronting the lies
All of these years
My fathers been dead
He ended his life
With a gun to his head
Surely it hurts
That he put himself first
But nothing is worse
Than being misled
All of those prayers
I uttered in vein
The waiting outside
In snow and in rain
What was it for
Im hurt to my core
Mom you have caused me
Agony Pain
Bitterness misery
Mentally physically
Words can't express
How your lie has affected me
I know you tell yourself
You were protecting me
Thought we were friends
But it seems your an enemy
Where was my God
And how could he let it be
Feels like a message
Directly was sent to me
Beyond the grave
My father sits next to me
Cant help but wonder
Is everything destiny
Goodbye
Your only son
Eddy
I remember
When I was a little boy
I had a dream that
One day
I would touch the sky
I had a vision
I could do anything
No one could stop me
I was invincible
But what happened
To that little boy I knew
Where did he go
Will I ever
Make his dreams come true
When I was a little boy
I had a dream that
One day
I would touch the sky
I had a vision
I could do anything
No one could stop me
I was invincible
But what happened
To that little boy I knew
Where did he go
Will I ever
Make his dreams come true
What happened
To that brave little boy
Who would play everyday
With the same little toy
Had a face full of joy
And a heart full of hope
Had faith in his eyes
Held tight to the rope
He would start each day
With a prayer on his lips
He would gaze to the sky
Then he'd blow it a kiss
At night he would talk to the stars
Make a wish
That some day his father
Would teach him to fish
Years passed by
He was 10 years old
He would wait outside
In the blistering cold
He believed
In the power of prayer
And was told
If he prayed hard enough
That his father would show
What do you know
Dad never came
He was mad at himself
And he swam in the blame
Anger and pain
Became friends in his brain
The would argue and fight
Over whose wrong or right
They would wrestle at night
As he slept in his bed
Haunting his dreams
They were painted in red
He didn't know what it meant
Who was dead
In this dream
That kept on reoccurring
His mother was worried
Knew what was occurring
Her husband had left her
Alone with the burden
Of raising a son
She did not want to hurt him
She made up a story
Said that he was serving
The country at war
And that when it was over
He would return
And they'd all be together
Time kept on passing
And he became older
It became harder and harder
To tell him
He was eleven
When he found a sweater
He dug up the pockets
Like he had found treasure
And buried inside
Was an old dusty letter
His father had written
The day that he left
Baby I'm sorry
But I am not ready
Please know that I love you
And that I love Eddy
The pain that I carry
Is getting to heavy
My life is to messy
Im better off dead
Thats the sound of a soul
When it cries
When it learns that a hole's
Been drilled through its eyes
Faith has been killed
Not an ounce has survived
And the only thing left
Is confronting the lies
All of these years
My fathers been dead
He ended his life
With a gun to his head
Surely it hurts
That he put himself first
But nothing is worse
Than being misled
All of those prayers
I uttered in vein
The waiting outside
In snow and in rain
What was it for
Im hurt to my core
Mom you have caused me
Agony Pain
Bitterness misery
Mentally physically
Words can't express
How your lie has affected me
I know you tell yourself
You were protecting me
Thought we were friends
But it seems your an enemy
Where was my God
And how could he let it be
Feels like a message
Directly was sent to me
Beyond the grave
My father sits next to me
Cant help but wonder
Is everything destiny
Goodbye
Your only son
Eddy
I remember
When I was a little boy
I had a dream that
One day
I would touch the sky
I had a vision
I could do anything
No one could stop me
I was invincible
But what happened
To that little boy I knew
Where did he go
Will I ever
Make his dreams come true
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Stone
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