Mmm, yeah
Oh,
hell of a lot
Can you hear me, boy?
Can you feel me, boy?
Oh, yeah
Late night, I'm alone with the ceiling
Every crack is a map of my feelings Got your pictures in frames,
but they don't
talk back Just a memory train on a one-way track
Little footsteps still echo in the hallway
I still hear you laugh on the bad days
I keep reaching for your hand,
but it fades like smoke
Calling out your name, but the line feels broke
Who are we, really, when the lights go low?
Are we bodies, are we souls, where do we go?
Are we just sparks in a universe wide?
Or do you walk with me just on the other side?
Are we just dust in the wind,
just a blink in the night?
Or are you here when I'm lost,
when I'm holding on tight?
Do you see me when I'm crying in the night?
Do you hold me when I'm reaching for the light?
I look up,
where are you, my dear boy?
I miss you, my son
Who are we, really, when the lights go low?
Are we bodies, are we souls, where do we go?
Are we just sparks in a universe wide?
Or do you walk with me just on the other side?
Are we just dust in the wind,
just a blink in the night?
Or are you here when I'm lost,
when I'm holding on tight?
Do you see me when I'm crying in the night?
Do you hold me when I'm reaching for the light?
I look up,
where are you, my dear boy?
I miss you, my son
Oh,
Heather and Mark
Can you hear me, boy?
Can you feel me, boy?