Envision, Pt. II (Young Blood)

Today when I woke up

There were many sensations surrounding me

I dreamed of my late father

And his troubled face

And I cannot remember

Of the times I've spent with him

A sense of forgiveness

And I don't understand

Why did the doctors

Tell my own mother

That my mind had blocked

What happened between us

She told me that he was

Scared of my visions

He thought I was not myself

Crimson blots

And pain in the flesh

Sorrow in his face

I see a man

Working for a company, in agony

I see a locked man

Fading behind his own mask

Why does he hurt his own child with his hands?

He couldn't live with the regret

The man went with his car to a dark room

Its engines on until his curse was gone

My own gift, my own curse

All these visions made me lose my dad

Feelings of a sore that can't be healed

Is this my cross?

My own gift, my own curse

All these visions made me lose my dad

Oh, when I dreamed about

I could see the truth about the others' truth

I see a mother trapped in a bed

Building walls instead of bridges

I see a deviant mind dancing, falling

Crumbling down the walls between DOs and DON'Ts

(Now I remember my father singing)

"To hold my son

In arms that can reveal

A love I've never felt

To really want to be

Someone who

Can face life with clean hands

With my head held upward"

Why did he fail?