Father Songtext
von Jon Bryant

Father, clear the ancient past
And take me, take me, take me to
The side to your son
Got my own conclusions and they
Break me, break me, break me, break me down
Before I run

So give me something to hold when I
Walk through fire
Take me back to the truth where I
Gave my life

Father, tell the story when
You made me, made me, made me in
Your own two hands
Got some insecurities reminding of me how I
Measure up with the rest


So give me something to hold when I
Lost my sight
And take me back to the far honest
Winter nights

Father, could I ask you why
The virtues of a humble man
Are never mine
Saw all of my accomplishments
Forsake me, ′sake me, 'sake me when I
Look down the line

So give me someone to hold when I′m
Feeling down
I'm having trouble with thinking I'll
Be alone

Da duh, da duh, da dum
Wah, woah, yeah
Da duh, da duh, da dum
Oh, oh, oh