You’re gone to me And your two-faced hidden agenda priorities Will never take me down anymore Maybe if you skip the pass You’ll even the score So play your melody, O Brother of the Blues, Play so clear Those melancholy tunes Play that song like never before Play it like you’re trying to breach A closed door in a shallow pool Of memories gone Like you’re drowning And the door won’t open Because it never opened Please open…
Sometimes familial doors are the hardest ones to open. Especially the door that exposes the issues of a broken relationship between father and son.