Song Description

I wrote this song about my experiences with being a divorced / re-married parent and the troubles that come when people create narratives and stories about you that are not true. Its about how those things play out one kids are adults and the pain of what's lost when when you get there.

Lyrics

Digging holes in my backyard,
To bury the bones of the past.
Throw in some trinkets you left behind,
Detachment comes at a price.
I've grown older than I really look,
Serving those who don't deserve.
Dealing with all - you left behind,
I'm damned if I do so I don't.
Out of this darkness
I'll still be thinking of you.
Deprived by a story,
Will I ever see you again?
Will you remember?
The grains of your youth - not much left...
Versions of you I'll never know,
With pictures and drawings from broken homes.
Build up your stories with ashes and bone,
I'll hide the truth in my chest.
I can relate to cycles unbroken,
Embarrassed in a crowd turned mad.
Misunderstandings and loud voices,
Just know I played my part.
Buying into what you think is right,
Glory's a relative taste.
Out of this darkness
I'll still be thinking of you.
Deprived by a story,
Will I ever see you again?
Will you remember?
The grains of your youth - not much left...
Versions of you I'll never know,
With pictures and drawings from broken homes.
I had all these hopes and dreams,
Now someone else's memories
Who says nothing gained is nothing lost?
We got lost
Out of this darkness
I'll still be thinking of you.
Deprived by a story,
Will I ever see you again?
Will you remember?
The grains of your youth - not much left...
Versions of you I'll never know,
With pictures and drawings from broken homes.
Out of this darkness
I'll still be thinking of you.
Deprived by a story,
I'll never see you again?
You won't remember?
The grains of your youth - nothing left...
Versions of you I wish I'd known,
With pictures and drawings from my own home.