Oh father, when I see that look in your eyes
I know you are afraid of dying
And if we cannot quell the silence in strides
would it be for our lack of trying?
Time, unyielding
In the hour
We had held you
As a tower
Though I see the love and strength that fuel your resolve
We must not let it go unspoken
Oh father, though I strive to earn your regard
the path I choose will be uneven
You say this journey's always meant to be hard
Please think of me as I am leaving
Time unyielding
In the hour
We had held you
As a tower
For you see the present tense will surely evolve
We must not let it grow so broken
Oh father, when we finally cross this divide
there will be no more need for fleeing
You will recognize the flame that burns in my eyes
for it's the very same one
you planted there, upon the evening.