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On May 2, 1958, Miles and Julia Remington welcomed their second child, a daughter named Danielle, to their family. Born outside of Albuquerque, Danielle was four years younger than her brother, Shawn. To the outside world, the Remingtons were the perfect family, something right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. All they needed was a dog. But the idyllic situation didn’t last long. Six months after Danielle was born, the Remington split-level home was lit on fire one night. Although Miles, Shawn, and Danielle survived, Julia wasn’t so lucky.
As it turned out, when Julia Palmer came to Albuquerque back in 1950, she brought a secret with her. Born to the Palmer Family, a Nevada clan that had been hunting supernatural threats since the 1820s, Julia sought to escape her life of carnage. When she married Miles and changed her name, she hoped that her hunter past was gone forever. But whoever or whatever lit the flame that night had long been seeking revenge on the Palmers and found it in Julia. Whether Miles Remington knew the truth about his wife’s secret life or whether he found out sometime later was always unclear to his children. But what they grew up knowing was a life of revenge because, from November 2, 1958 onward, the Remingtons knew no rest and they knew no home.
( Miles brought up his children... )
The Living Years - Mike & the Mechanics
Lost in the Wilderness - Stephen Schwartz
Like Father, Like Son - Elton John & Tim Rice
Runaway Train - Soul Asylum
Wayward Son - Kansas
Tyre Tracks and Broken Hearts - Bonnie Tyler
Here Right Now - Bruce Joel Rubin, Dave Stewart, & Glen Ballard
Epiphany - Stephen Sondheim
Links lead to song lyrics, not videos.
Lost in the Wilderness - Stephen Schwartz
Like Father, Like Son - Elton John & Tim Rice
Runaway Train - Soul Asylum
Wayward Son - Kansas
Tyre Tracks and Broken Hearts - Bonnie Tyler
Here Right Now - Bruce Joel Rubin, Dave Stewart, & Glen Ballard
Epiphany - Stephen Sondheim
Links lead to song lyrics, not videos.
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it.
But not for long...
They all deserve to die.
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why.
Because in all of the whole human race
Mrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two
There's the one staying put in his proper place
And the one with his foot in the other one's face
Look at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you.
Don't we all deserve to die?
Even you, Mrs. Lovett, even I.
Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief
For the rest of us death will be a relief
We all deserve to die.
And I'll never see Johanna
No I'll never hug my girl to me - finished!
Alright! You sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.
You sir, too sir?
Welcome to the grave.
I will have vengeance.
I will have salvation.
Who sir, you sir?
No ones in the chair,
Come on! Come on!
Sweeney's. Waiting. I want you bleeders.
You sir! Anybody!
Gentlemen now don't be shy!
Not one man, no, nor ten men.
Nor a hundred can assuage me.
I will have you!
And I will get him back even as he gloats
In the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats.
And my Lucy lies in ashes
And I'll never see my girl again.
But the work waits!
I'm alive at last!
And I'm full of joy!
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it.
But not for long...
They all deserve to die.
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why.
Because in all of the whole human race
Mrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two
There's the one staying put in his proper place
And the one with his foot in the other one's face
Look at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you.
Don't we all deserve to die?
Even you, Mrs. Lovett, even I.
Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief
For the rest of us death will be a relief
We all deserve to die.
And I'll never see Johanna
No I'll never hug my girl to me - finished!
Alright! You sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.
You sir, too sir?
Welcome to the grave.
I will have vengeance.
I will have salvation.
Who sir, you sir?
No ones in the chair,
Come on! Come on!
Sweeney's. Waiting. I want you bleeders.
You sir! Anybody!
Gentlemen now don't be shy!
Not one man, no, nor ten men.
Nor a hundred can assuage me.
I will have you!
And I will get him back even as he gloats
In the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats.
And my Lucy lies in ashes
And I'll never see my girl again.
But the work waits!
I'm alive at last!
And I'm full of joy!
Here Right Now
Thursday, October 1st, 2015 03:23 pmHere right now, here right now
This is what we’re living for
This is when we give into the moment and let go
Here right now, everything we’re dreaming of
Is coming through if we step up and own it
Let it flow
Here right now, here right now
Here is where we make it
Everything we’ll ever need
Here right now, here right now
And for once it feels like
It was always meant to be
One foot in front of the other,
So much for us to discover still
This is why we make
It everything we have and more
As long as we stay together,
We’ll just keep getting better til
It really doesn’t matter what comes after of before
I don’t believe in luck,
I don’t believe in fate
But this is so much more than
I could ever contemplate
I can’t believe you walked
In to my life and you're still here
When I’m with you there’s
No confusion everything is clear
When we’ll have weeks
And months and years whatever
We were meant to be together,
You were sent to me forever
Here right now, here right now
This is what we’re living for
This is when we give into the moment and let go
Here right now
Everything were dreaming of
Is coming through,
If we step up and own it, let it go
Here right now, here right now
This is what we’re living for
This is when we give into the moment and let go
Here right now, everything we’re dreaming of
Is coming through if we step up and own it
Let it flow
Here right now, here right now
Here is where we make it
Everything we’ll ever need
Here right now, here right now
And for once it feels like
It was always meant to be
One foot in front of the other,
So much for us to discover still
This is why we make
It everything we have and more
As long as we stay together,
We’ll just keep getting better til
It really doesn’t matter what comes after of before
I don’t believe in luck,
I don’t believe in fate
But this is so much more than
I could ever contemplate
I can’t believe you walked
In to my life and you're still here
When I’m with you there’s
No confusion everything is clear
When we’ll have weeks
And months and years whatever
We were meant to be together,
You were sent to me forever
Here right now, here right now
This is what we’re living for
This is when we give into the moment and let go
Here right now
Everything were dreaming of
Is coming through,
If we step up and own it, let it go
Here right now, here right now
Like Father, Like Son
Friday, September 11th, 2015 11:47 amDon't come on so cocksure boy, you can't escape your genes
No point in feeling purer boy, your background intervenes
Listen good and listen straight, you're not the master of your fate
To this you must be reconciled, you'll always be your father's child
At times acclaimed, at times reviled
You wind up doing just what I've done
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Don't assume your vices get handed down the line
That a parent's blood suffices to condemn the child's design
I've done wrong, I can't deny, but at least I know that I
Shouldn't blame that on my stock, this may come as a quite a shock
I'm no chip off any block, I wouldn't wish those words on anyone
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
He's lost all sense of reason, and why some foreign slut
Not only is that treason, some doors are slamming shut
Just like me, he's found out that flesh, can excite but will enmesh
Watch me rid him of this blight, once this harlot's out of sight
Then I think he will see the light
He won't walk back to daddy, he will run
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
No point in feeling purer boy, your background intervenes
Listen good and listen straight, you're not the master of your fate
To this you must be reconciled, you'll always be your father's child
At times acclaimed, at times reviled
You wind up doing just what I've done
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Don't assume your vices get handed down the line
That a parent's blood suffices to condemn the child's design
I've done wrong, I can't deny, but at least I know that I
Shouldn't blame that on my stock, this may come as a quite a shock
I'm no chip off any block, I wouldn't wish those words on anyone
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
He's lost all sense of reason, and why some foreign slut
Not only is that treason, some doors are slamming shut
Just like me, he's found out that flesh, can excite but will enmesh
Watch me rid him of this blight, once this harlot's out of sight
Then I think he will see the light
He won't walk back to daddy, he will run
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
There was nothing left of their home. There were bricks and charred palm fronds, broken shards of glass and tattered scraps of carpet. These were the earthly remains of a house, a small ranch style house with a rock and cactus garden in the front and a pair of lawn chairs in the back. But a house, as Danielle had learned, was not a home.
Home was gone. Home was dead.
Around two in the morning, three days after the fire, Danielle limped back to the scene of the crime. She had no real concept of how she'd actually gotten there. Time had ceased to exist for awhile. Absentmindedly, she brushed aside the police tape, walking barefoot over the rubble to where their bedroom had been.
Her heightened senses might very well have suffocated her, if she still needed to breathe. The thick scent of smoke was mingled with blood and burnt hair and the exposed insulation. For one moment, Danielle found the idea of choking to death appealing. One more dream gone, lost to the impossibilities of her impossible life.
She sank down to her knees, picking up a scarred, twisted object. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out what it once had been.
Home was gone. Home was dead.
Around two in the morning, three days after the fire, Danielle limped back to the scene of the crime. She had no real concept of how she'd actually gotten there. Time had ceased to exist for awhile. Absentmindedly, she brushed aside the police tape, walking barefoot over the rubble to where their bedroom had been.
Her heightened senses might very well have suffocated her, if she still needed to breathe. The thick scent of smoke was mingled with blood and burnt hair and the exposed insulation. For one moment, Danielle found the idea of choking to death appealing. One more dream gone, lost to the impossibilities of her impossible life.
She sank down to her knees, picking up a scarred, twisted object. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out what it once had been.
Carry On My Wayward Son
Tuesday, September 8th, 2015 11:41 amCarry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Ah
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man,
Well, it surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune,
But I hear the voices say
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more no!
Carry on,
You will always remember
Carry on,
Nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry,
Don't you cry no more,
No more!
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Ah
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man,
Well, it surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune,
But I hear the voices say
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more no!
Carry on,
You will always remember
Carry on,
Nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry,
Don't you cry no more,
No more!
Tyre Tracks and Broken Hearts
Saturday, July 11th, 2015 11:43 amAnother aimless day, another useless night
I want peroxide hair, I want some neon light
I got a new life waiting, I can't wait to begin it
The thing that gets me down, being young in this town
Is there's no future in it
I want a fine perfume, how 'bout a blue corvette?
If there's a slower death than living here and now
They haven't found it yet
I need a man who knows what I'm really worth
And I don't give a damn about life after death
But I gotta get some proof that there's a life after birth
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
I want a push-up bra, I want some satin sheets
Give me some real rich food, I want some succulent sweets
I want you by my side, you'll be all my own
I don't know what I want half the time, but I know know
That I don't want to spend another minute alone
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
(do do, da do do, da do do, da down down down)
Those good girls never know what they're missing
But us bad girls almost always do
And what we're missing most are the real good times
I want them bad and I want them now
I was born going faster than the limits allow
I want it bad and I want it now
We were born going faster than the limits allow
Faster than the limits allow
Right here, right now!
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
I wanna show you what I want you to do
Where and when and how
I want it bad and I want it now
We were born going faster than the limits allow
I wanna show you what I want you to do
Where and when and how
I want it bad and I want it now
We were born going faster than the limits allow
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
I want peroxide hair, I want some neon light
I got a new life waiting, I can't wait to begin it
The thing that gets me down, being young in this town
Is there's no future in it
I want a fine perfume, how 'bout a blue corvette?
If there's a slower death than living here and now
They haven't found it yet
I need a man who knows what I'm really worth
And I don't give a damn about life after death
But I gotta get some proof that there's a life after birth
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
I want a push-up bra, I want some satin sheets
Give me some real rich food, I want some succulent sweets
I want you by my side, you'll be all my own
I don't know what I want half the time, but I know know
That I don't want to spend another minute alone
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
(do do, da do do, da do do, da down down down)
Those good girls never know what they're missing
But us bad girls almost always do
And what we're missing most are the real good times
I want them bad and I want them now
I was born going faster than the limits allow
I want it bad and I want it now
We were born going faster than the limits allow
Faster than the limits allow
Right here, right now!
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
I wanna show you what I want you to do
Where and when and how
I want it bad and I want it now
We were born going faster than the limits allow
I wanna show you what I want you to do
Where and when and how
I want it bad and I want it now
We were born going faster than the limits allow
Tire tracks and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find
Tire tracks and broken hearts, let's get away from the past
So many ways to stay hungry baby, so many ways to go fast
PSL - How on earth did I get so jaded? Life's mysteries seem so faded...
Tuesday, June 16th, 2015 12:02 pmShe'd survived the day. That was the most astonishing thing. A part of Danielle had been absolutely certain that Noah and Lucia would take her out while she was asleep. Or at the very least, stake her and shoved her in a closet. And she wouldn't have blamed them, really. She'd been prepared for that. But night had come, the sun had set, and here she still was. Under armed guard--she could hear the bullets clinking in the cartridge of the woman who'd been assigned to be her 'escort'--but alive, nevertheless.
Small favors. Although she couldn't help but wonder if she was somehow disappointed. At least if she'd been taken out, the misery would be over. What lay ahead was murky, to put it politely.
For the moment, though, she figured she'd take advantage of being among the Palmers, connect to the mother she'd never known. While she waited for Noah and Lucia to make their final decision about her fate, she contented herself to flip through an old family photo album.
What she'd been hoping to find, she didn't know. But as she turned pages and the clock ticked away, she found herself festering in disappointment.
She didn't look a thing like her mother. She was Miles Remington's kid, through and through.
Small favors. Although she couldn't help but wonder if she was somehow disappointed. At least if she'd been taken out, the misery would be over. What lay ahead was murky, to put it politely.
For the moment, though, she figured she'd take advantage of being among the Palmers, connect to the mother she'd never known. While she waited for Noah and Lucia to make their final decision about her fate, she contented herself to flip through an old family photo album.
What she'd been hoping to find, she didn't know. But as she turned pages and the clock ticked away, she found herself festering in disappointment.
She didn't look a thing like her mother. She was Miles Remington's kid, through and through.
Runaway Train
Sunday, June 14th, 2015 11:58 amCall you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a blowtorch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning
So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep
It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep there's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray
Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Can you help me remember how to smile?
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded?
Life's mystery seems so faded
I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just a-drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train
And everything seems cut and dried
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it
Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughing at the rain
A little out of touch, a little insane
It's just easier than dealing with the pain
Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Runaway train, never coming back
Runaway train, tearing up the track
Runaway train, burning in my veins
I run away but it always seems the same
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a blowtorch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning
So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep
It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep there's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray
Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Can you help me remember how to smile?
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded?
Life's mystery seems so faded
I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just a-drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train
And everything seems cut and dried
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it
Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughing at the rain
A little out of touch, a little insane
It's just easier than dealing with the pain
Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Runaway train, never coming back
Runaway train, tearing up the track
Runaway train, burning in my veins
I run away but it always seems the same
PSL - On a stormy sea of moving emotion...
Saturday, June 6th, 2015 08:03 pmMore often than not, Danielle spent most of her days sitting on a moldering motel bedspread, a rifle across her lap, with one eye on the door to the light-tight bathroom, the other on some crappy soap opera or another. Sometimes she would drift a little. And on very rare occasions, she would dream, seeing watery images of the life she should have known, the shapes running together like water colors.
That morning, her attention wasn't quite so split.
From sunrise until the last lingering rays of sunlight vanished beneath the jagged silhouette of the city, she sat by the motel window and stared up at the sky. Why was it she'd never appreciated how beautiful it was? She could still see a sliver of the moon throughout the day, like a pale, white toenail clipping in the sky. Clouds rolled by, shaped like whipped cream on top of sundaes. And then there was the sun. The big, beautiful, perfect sun.
This...this was what she was being asked to give up. How could she? How could anyone?
But people did. It happened all the time. More often than anyone realized and decidedly more often in her family than was normal.
As the sunlight faded in the west...Danielle wondered if she would ever see it again.
That morning, her attention wasn't quite so split.
From sunrise until the last lingering rays of sunlight vanished beneath the jagged silhouette of the city, she sat by the motel window and stared up at the sky. Why was it she'd never appreciated how beautiful it was? She could still see a sliver of the moon throughout the day, like a pale, white toenail clipping in the sky. Clouds rolled by, shaped like whipped cream on top of sundaes. And then there was the sun. The big, beautiful, perfect sun.
This...this was what she was being asked to give up. How could she? How could anyone?
But people did. It happened all the time. More often than anyone realized and decidedly more often in her family than was normal.
As the sunlight faded in the west...Danielle wondered if she would ever see it again.
Lost in the Wilderness
Tuesday, May 19th, 2015 03:45 pmI never made this world, I didn't even lose it
And I know no one said it was fair
But they had a garden once
They had the chance to choose it
They gave it away including my share
And now we're lost in wilderness
Lost, crying in the wilderness
And if anyone's watching it seems they couldn't care less
We're lost in the wilderness
You follow all the rules
You swallow all the stories
And every night you wish on a star
Dreaming your day will come, trusting in allegories
And every morning boy, look where you are
Lost in the wilderness
Lost, lonely, dying in the wilderness
With no chance of living boy, until you confess
You're lost in the wilderness
Have you ever watched the eagle fly to the sun
And wondered how he got to feel so free?
If you ever have, you know your journey's begun
Hey, what have you got to lose boy, when already we are
Lost in the wilderness?
And where we are headed boy, I couldn't even guess
But off we go without a warning
Running as we hit the ground
Where our future lies aborning
Where our hearts are outward bound
Till one bright and distant morning
We may stop and look around
And there in the wilderness
Finally we'll be found!
And I know no one said it was fair
But they had a garden once
They had the chance to choose it
They gave it away including my share
And now we're lost in wilderness
Lost, crying in the wilderness
And if anyone's watching it seems they couldn't care less
We're lost in the wilderness
You follow all the rules
You swallow all the stories
And every night you wish on a star
Dreaming your day will come, trusting in allegories
And every morning boy, look where you are
Lost in the wilderness
Lost, lonely, dying in the wilderness
With no chance of living boy, until you confess
You're lost in the wilderness
Have you ever watched the eagle fly to the sun
And wondered how he got to feel so free?
If you ever have, you know your journey's begun
Hey, what have you got to lose boy, when already we are
Lost in the wilderness?
And where we are headed boy, I couldn't even guess
But off we go without a warning
Running as we hit the ground
Where our future lies aborning
Where our hearts are outward bound
Till one bright and distant morning
We may stop and look around
And there in the wilderness
Finally we'll be found!
The Living Years
Wednesday, April 29th, 2015 02:02 pmEvery generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different date
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different date
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
