Washed up near Glasgow in October
Us standing by the dirt road would have looked better as a picture
Mountains wound behind and ahead like castles
The structure before us was silently quaint like an abandoned chapel
Your kept your distance for a while taking in the scene as a whole
Stand still until you cant stand and try hard to fight the pull
I could tell you had lived here once, but now it all felt new
And I said nothing, but kind of felt like I needed to
We stood quite some time by the front door
I saw the house was old, but very cared for.
The old man smiled when you kissed the fault lines of his forehead
He sat us at the table and gave us wine and sugar bread
You said to him,
we wont stay for long. don't want to be a bother
He said
Never, leave whenever you like, it wont be mine much longer.
When I found he was your father
He said
"son, I think you're a good man, but not half as good as you seem
No, I'm sure you're a good man, I can tell you regret something."
I said "no sir
I am pretension
I am a thief
I have been lied to
Through these very teeth
And your daughter
just might have saved me
and I am sorry
that I cant do anything
in return"
He said 'thats fine, we all do what we can
I said 'you don't understand'
I am the fire
I am regression
I am the spark
of thoughtless momentum
And your daughter
just might have saved me
And I am so sorry
that I cant do anything
for her'
He said 'no son you can'
just get her outta here while she still has dreams
So I made a promise
And I told him everything
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