The day you left The roof stood still The copper began to green You left broken All you've broken A carousel whose lost its tune Never stopped to turn around Big Fish stories of all your glory Cast out a line weighted by time Empty, lifeless and cold Was it the bottle? Was it your father? Was it the worms inside your head? You treated her like she was dead Waiting for the call Officer found you in a motel room Your brains against the wall Waiting for the call You've got a new life Two kids and a wife And you gave up guitar Bound and bandaged Licking your own wounds Repeating yourself like I'm somebody else Shell of a man I once knew Listen, Father I'm not your Father A living ghost from your past This blame will never last Waiting