That’s My Job

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, l wanted to fly out west
I said, "l could make it out there if I just had the fare
I've 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?"

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"

Every person carves his spot and fill the hole with light
And I pray some day I might light as bright as he

Woke up early one bright fall day to spread 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 tragedy
Should go into my head and out instead on 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"?

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
Everything I do is because of you
To keep you safe with me