The raven

Three years now gone by since the day that you left us
Still no flowers at your headstone, call it swift and sober justice
I used to think you cared about your own flesh and blood, but the line became blurred
You were clearly never capable of love

I sat and watched by the window for the day that you’d return, like a knight in shining armor
I just hoped you could be stronger

And I recall
The rain kept falling, the tail lights dimmed
I should have known, you’d never come home

I never felt so alone, as I walked along the same road that turned my heart to stone. Now my baby brother is just a sad reminder of the promises to my mother and I that you couldn’t keep

I sat and watched by the window, for the day that you’d return, but I should have known you’d never come home

Oh, father.. Oh, father!
You’ll never be the one to pick me up, or teach me to be a man when times get tough, to tell me you’re proud at the end of the day
Sometimes goodbyes are the hardest to say, I never got one

No flowers at your headstone
No flowers from me
No peace for me

I hope you rest in peace
I hope you rest in peace, while the rest of us piece it together