Darrel

Breathe in the night That crushed a tired sunrise Born again the day Brings young naivetyA laptop souvenir is worth its weight In silver a golden son You'll be home again And I'll be home againMend in my sleep I'm boxing under water Waddle on the wake Waking on a summer dayAfter all these years Forget about all the troubled times Munificent, artless and ascetic Playing like a scared Enthusiastic pawnAnd every father's pain Casts a shadow over a broken son You'll be whole again And I'll be whole againAll those years I was hurting to feel Something more than life ..