Gather round in the living room
Been awhile since you told her I'll see you soon
Mark the ground and we'll cover your body today
Papa's words were they all a lie?
I heard the truth from a blackbird in the sky
It's never easy when you bury a man to be free
It's a blind, crying shame
When you deal, and you feel, only pain
So I lie to myself, yes I bleed down the middle
The gift that you made is worth more than a little
She's a child, running wild and free
Faded letters laying on a shelf
Memories that were only for herself
Light a match now, leave em and light em on fire
What's a child ever gonna say
Bout a man gone twenty years to the day
Let the light come and carry you back to your home
It's a blind, crying shame
When you deal, and you feel, only pain
So I lie to myself, yes I bleed down the middle
The gift that you made is worth more than a little
She's a child, running wild and free
Tell me where's your pride
And did you ever think to miss
The ones you cast aside?