Maker’s Mark Wind Walkers

Hello?

Son, it's me
Can you come over I have something to say
Can it wait?
I'm sleeping, had one hell of a day

You never got to say goodbye and it haunts you inside
Drinking through the day to sleep through the night
A moment in time effects the rest of our lives
But a blood-soaked match still has potential to light

More than a father to you but you're a father too
Raised to believe I've got nothing to lose
You awoke to the news
Who would have thought you would lose
The only chance to hear his final goodbye

There I was a little boy so confused at the time
Looking up to my pops I've never seen a man cry
We knelt by his side
You held his hand in one with the other in mine

I can tell more and more as the
Years go by there's nothing left inside
Substance abuse
Loosen the noose
Substance abuse
Loosen the noose or die