I read a book about the riverbed
And the man working out in the shed
Turned out to be 
A grandfather that had been missing me 
Since his passing 
And it’s classing
Things as one or the other 
That separates you from your brother 
In arms or truth
And misspent youth
Is no secret to keep 
The days I’ve been dying in my sleep 
Trying to fly
And I know that you die
Every day I think of you 
Because separation between us two 
Is not something I can stare
Down and just not care 
It’s been over twenty two years 
And it’s still as fresh today
I asked God to never take away
The wound so raw
But the great thaw
Is stilling the pain
And the blood just falls on me like rain
As I give up the grain
That stains the wood I lean upon 
The tree of me that is long gone 
And it crumbled in the storm
They say they were trying to keep me warm 
But it was their ice that burned my core
And I don’t want to be part of it anymore
So I escape to America 
I can’t say why the esoterica 
Always calls to me 
And points me to the door to the free
That opens from within 
And in my heart I find him 

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