Daddy’s gone away in the equinox of summertime
And all I see is a haze of things to come
And mama she is dancing with a candle in her hand
Cause she knows that I, I’ve got to come home
These times aren’t easily forgotten, oh, no…
As I walk I wear the sun upon my face
It’s true I don’t worry much about time or place
I’ve got some memories in my pocket that I never look at
Besides, you never called and I’m cool with that
In my own peculiar way
May be yesterday was just what I need to show me the way
Where I could be like you and just close my eyes and run
Little brother, he’s asking, if he is old enough to die
Because he’s done his time
As I walk I wear the sun upon my face
It’s true I don’t worry much about time or place
I’ve got some memories in my pocket that I never look at
Besides, you never called and I’m cool with that
In my own peculiar way
Daddy’s gone away
But now he’s living with the unforgiven
I can feel it his battle’s just begun
He drinks black coffee ___
Spends his day out on the run
I wish I could tell him how much I pray
Each and every day he’d come back
But in a way
I walk I wear the sun upon my face
It’s true I don’t worry much about time or place
I’ve got some memories in my pocket that I never look at
Besides, you never called and I’m cool with that
In my own peculiar way
