Still Your Son

I am still your son

No one knows at all

Taught me how to run

Tripped me until fall

If you were alive

I'd embarass you

If you were not uptight

I'd be too embarassed to

Funny how the wounds congeal somehow

Scars remain but all the hurt fell out

Seven miles of storm

All the way to town

work was always hard

we swung the hammer down

shot my twisting mouth

bite my corpse's tongue

journey inside out

to show me how it's done

Funny how the wounds congeal somehow

Scars remain but all the hurt fell out

I shove the food back down

I knock the feeling out

I shove the food back down

I knock the feeling out

Funny how the wounds congeal somehow

Scars remain but all the hurt fell out.