My father was an artist
He was Johnny Cash
He was Elvis
Every photo of him was
Black and white
And I'd cry at night
God how much I missed him
My mother took me to mountains
Where she'd hold my hand and
Tell me to sing as loud as I can
My father gave me my Martin
My Art and Lutherie
And before I knew chords
I strummed that guitar
Hoping somehow he'd hear me
I owe them everything
Every bone in my body
Because of them
I hear symphonies
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
My father was an artist
He was Johnny Cash
He was Elvis
Every photo of him was
Black and white
And I'd cry at night
God how much I missed him
My mother took me to mountains
Where she'd hold my hand and
Tell me to sing as loud as I can
My father gave me my Martin
My Art and Lutherie
And before I knew chords
I strummed that guitar
Hoping somehow he'd hear me
I owe them everything
Every bone in my body
Because of them
I hear symphonies
