The cracks start to glisten through
Daddies crying, mummy’s bright blue
A whole life of forces trying to stay subdued
It’s easier to let loose than to keep his head held on, *******
Stuck in the Memphis blues without you, but when I’m around you I feel nothing but scared and bruised
The doors locked shut there’s nothing to come through
Tell me what I was supposed to do in a world of black and blue
Daddy, when’s mumma coming home
I saw you truck stopping, left your cigarettes on the stove
Smoke fills the room but tonight it’s not just your roar
Oil drips from the sink, broken home, I’m lost
I thought you were the devils son, you showed me from the flames over my cove
My hiding home is no more, your boy will never age old