Family of six growing up in the sticks Screaming voices and slamming of doors Through it all you showed me how to be a man Watching my brothers rise to their feet Before I even had a chance Time came rushing me along I kicked and cussed Refusing to go along Seeing their paths I never wanted to choose Trying my best To stand on my own, you came and said Look inside yourself and you will find The flow of the water to what is waiting for you You watched me rise and fall And through the ashes of my broken dream I found the strength To see within my self The man you could see all along I kicked and I cussed Fighting the wind from the storm I saw the man you were always meant to be A life tried being put into words It was the moment I could see The man I wanted to be One day we heard the news The disease had taken you away I saw you fade away Until the sun was high And the snow began to blow The knife of pain Cut me so deep I couldn’t breathe I screamed and cussed out your name There was so much for me to show you How I could be the man at last Raise a family and make my own way How you’d never see the father that I could be To hold them close and in your arms But I know That one day when the sun is low I’ll take my last breath And be there again to say to you Dad I think I made it through.
