Unforgiveness is a cell that I've made for myself
Things can be said before,
"Farewell."
Rich splashed his face with cold water
Took a look at the man in the mirror
He dried up and walked out to the porch
To finally talk to his father
Man now tired, relieved of his anger
His son looked him in the eye
Spoke through anxiety
"Dad, something has been weighing on me"
"What is it, Richie?"
He thought
He took a deep breath
His back drenched in sweat
Unforgiveness is a cell that I've made for myself
Things can be said before,
"Farewell."
Floridian heat
He heard the ice melt in his father's tea
The rocking creek of the swing
Quietly, Rich began to speak
When I was young
You were awful to me
A terrible father, a worse husband
You have to see the blood on your hands
Of all people, know what it's like to fear your old man
The entire life I've resented you
But now I get what
I meant when she said,
Ain't nobody perfect
Ain't nobody gonna pe perfect
I'm tired of carrying resentments
I'm trying my best to forgive you
To forgive you
To forgive you
To forgive you
To forgive you
"Oh my son,
For what I've done
I'm so sorry
Just know that I've always loved you
If you ever can forgive me"
Our unforgiveness is a cell
That we make for ourselves
Things can be said before,
"Farewell."
"Oh my son,
For what I've done
I'm so sorry
"Oh my son,
For what I've done
I'm so sorry
A father, never so broken, a son, never outspoken
Held each other in warm embrace tears of joy
And pain streaming down their face.
Forgiveness opens the door to change
Things can be said before,
"Farewell."
Rich splashed his face with cold water
Took a look at the man in the mirror
He dried up and walked out to the porch
To finally talk to his father
Man now tired, relieved of his anger
His son looked him in the eye
Spoke through anxiety
"Dad, something has been weighing on me"
"What is it, Richie?"
He thought
He took a deep breath
His back drenched in sweat
Unforgiveness is a cell that I've made for myself
Things can be said before,
"Farewell."
Floridian heat
He heard the ice melt in his father's tea
The rocking creek of the swing
Quietly, Rich began to speak
When I was young
You were awful to me
A terrible father, a worse husband
You have to see the blood on your hands
Of all people, know what it's like to fear your old man
The entire life I've resented you
But now I get what
I meant when she said,
Ain't nobody perfect
Ain't nobody gonna pe perfect
I'm tired of carrying resentments
I'm trying my best to forgive you
To forgive you
To forgive you
To forgive you
To forgive you
"Oh my son,
For what I've done
I'm so sorry
Just know that I've always loved you
If you ever can forgive me"
Our unforgiveness is a cell
That we make for ourselves
Things can be said before,
"Farewell."
"Oh my son,
For what I've done
I'm so sorry
"Oh my son,
For what I've done
I'm so sorry
A father, never so broken, a son, never outspoken
Held each other in warm embrace tears of joy
And pain streaming down their face.
Forgiveness opens the door to change