(My Father's Second Most Important Lesson)
[Introduction: Strange Language by William James]
We've lived, had hope, taken your words to heart, and tried to do right by you. Its easy to forgive now that I see your intention, now that I feel that same burning thats plagued you.
But I won't forget. But I can’t forget. No, I can't forget that as your blood boiled, we swallowed the flame. We bore the brunt of it.
You were shaking in bed, coming down from the morphine, when I realized what kind of man you were. Never home at night, days spent in strife. You were killing yourself to keep us alive.
I'll try to remember.
I want to beat this.
I'll try to remember.
I wanna find tranquility.
I'll try to remember.
When the world is coming down, I'll try to remember.
Deep breath.
These are embers, not a fire.
Theres nothing worth kindling that blaze.
Deep breath, now remember.
These are embers, not a fire.
Not a fire.