the thoughts of a father.

im holding on while i see my sins in light.

as my fingers quiver i try to stay strong with all my might.

the tears were forbidden to flow,

yet as they trickle down the plains of my cheek, it gives of a heavenly glow.

i keep my eyes close, not wanting to see the jury around me.

the people who love me.

yet my eyes pry open to see all hands together,

united in prayer.

they know, it is only a matter of time.
before the angels come, for me to repent for all my crimes.

so many thoughts rush thru my head.

from the prison walls to mums famous breakfast in bed.

the pain becomes too much to bear.
the jury hears me curse and swear.

i drew one last breath for i know that the time is now.
the ensemble sucks in the tears as all their heads bow.

as i slowly faded,

you came running in looking all grown up and jaded.

i asked Him for a chance to say good bye to you.
He replied, its too late to apologise. For now you become immortal,

let her start anew.