Song Description
from the rock opera "The Children of Children"
An estranged father laments the disdain of his daughter.
| Song Length |
2:54 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Rock - Easy Listening |
| Tempo |
Very Slow (Under 70) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Incensed, Distressed |
Subject |
Daughter, Love for Child |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
I held you, crying, still wet from your birth.
That single moment stopped even the earth.
I was afraid, breathless with awe --
the baby girl I don't know anymore.
I see the tempest churning in your eyes:
driven confusion fueled by lies.
I feel the burning of your anger and rage,
the grinding burden too much for your age.
How could you know the guilt that I feel,
the gnawing loss that I wish I could heal?
Yet you believe that's the way it should be.
You see justice in my agony.
You stare in silence, a tower of rage
just like your mother's silent punishment cage.
My flesh and blood, my essence you shun.
You've locked your mind, the damage is done.