Echoes

Father was drunk on the porch

Quietly cleaning his guns while we sat

And watched the sun set from the roof

Drinking stolen beer

The day I turned twelve

And Momma was losing her mind

So we built a home in the woods

And I carved our names in the sign

With a knife we found beneath the house

The day you turned twelve

And I am always reminded of lies

That we told, but never meant

And at night when I still hear you grin

Like an echo sounding from my sins

Come on, let me in

I remember the cast on your arm

From when we were convinced we could fly

And how we covered it up in fake names

To make it seem like you were famous

When you came back to school

And sure, we never had much

But we did just as we pleased

We had no concern for anything

Beyond the day we were living in

We had no need to dream

And I am always reminded of lies

That we told, but never meant

And at night I could still hear you grin

Like an echo sounding from my sins

Come on, let me in