There is a son
Who breathes the cold dry air
Waiting second after second
With nothing to bare
Why is he there
Standing all alone
Seems to be the only one
Without a home
Brush the dust
And see what's underneath
You see to me it's clear
I am the son
I breathe the cold dry air
Waiting second after second
With nothing to bare
But I still care
I've waited my whole life
I've tried and tried when all I get is the last bite
I put my head down if for only a moment
When a man walked by and spoke to me from his heart
And he told me one thing
One notion of thought
Don't think about it it's not worth your time
That runs through my head everyday that goes by
Don't think about it it's not worth your time
That runs through my head every fucking day
If there's one thing I've learned, I am the son.
I breathe the cold dry air
Waiting second after second
With nothing to bare
But I still care
I've waited my whole life
I've tried and tried when all I get is the last bite
There is a son (I am the son)
