My father said,
My dear son I love you very much.

I wept,
surprised by his affection
in the midst of my daily afflictions.
This outpouring
overflowed into my heart
and spilled out with tears.

If the music doesn't grab you
You will not hear the words
If the music doesn't grab you
The story's never heard

If you want to tell a story
And you tell it in a song
The music has to grab them
Or you're doing it all wrong

A melancholy melody
Won't get the point across
If the music doesn't grab them
The story will be lost


If the music doesn't grab you
You will not hear the words
If the music doesn't grab you
The story's never heard

The music must be catchy
It needs to have a hook
The story will just lie there
Lost deep inside a book

The music is just background
The story is the words
But, man, if you don't grab them
You're story won't be heard

If the music doesn't grab you
You will not hear the words
If the music doesn't grab you
The story's never heard

Why do we seek the image in the mirror,
then trust what we see in its frame,
the self gratification of the soul,
the ugliness of the truth it hides,
reflections of the things that we hide,
seeing through others eyes,
the belief in systems of lies,
throw the veil over all that we are,
taking refuge in the shadows it casts,
hidden by the pain that we fear,
imprisoned by the words that we hear,
take solace in what you see inside,
trust in the world contained within.

I've seen a many things
like the pain a tortured spirit brings
a man standing in the rain
when seeking shelter is in vain

I've felt so many pains
like beating of a heart abstains
such a cold feeling stings
when the clock's pendulum swings

I've seen a many things
like a life that barely clings
there is no reason to remain
when seeking shelter is in vain

I strip myself of these tattered clothes,
And seek refuge in you.

Breathing out this aged agony,
For in your breath I am anew.

I refuse to rot with the moon,
For, I've met the sun.

He introduced me to my imperfections,
and the beauty held within them.

So, instead of rotting,
I flourish.

It will never be over soon,
For, I am eternal when I'm with you.