Ghost of My Future
Oh Broken Son!
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Way back When the wolves wandered from that grey night Woebegone in that whistling air and the darkness entire covered in white Well I imagine that pack lurking along the foggy edges of the forest and every future possibility Sneaking down from the snowy mountainsides to sniff at the red streams and not yet realized dreams then circling those trembling teenage hands All fragile and forsaken and forgotten But holding tightly to her treasure the way only a mother can Those wolves were hungry and high and steady-hoping to steal the story from an infant boy who would one day grow to be a broken man I am shouting to go back in time to the balled fist of my childhood and the sound of my mother's screams as she circles the lonely cold attempting to escape the wrath of a wolf I refuse to call my father My mother She wrapped me in her warmth and whispered We will always win And we escaped the white into a whispered season with the wolves But seasons change and they removed the chains and no one slowed the pain until the problem beat purple bruises beneath her brows So I was raised on rage On thunder after silence and confused wonder after violence Oh what visions those cold bones conjured The desire to hunt and conquer the word father It's a function of failure A fiction spun into an affliction stirring the waters of my faith I am shouting this to go back in time to the winter storm set inside his eyes alive I'm a cautionary tale without a father Sure to fail But listen That problem is frail compared to the turmoil your name has become Now father is tangled Every spoken instance mangled with your absence Still I remember you singing so sweetly I love you, son And I've spent thirty fives years wanting to be that one Eighteen, out from her shelter in strength and silence and armed with anger in the angles of mountains and men to hunt for the wolves they warned I'd one day become You've got his eyes, they said But these eyes are mine and I've set out to break the bloodline into lines of blood striking through every time he said I see myself in you I wanted to scream Of course you do But I'm tired of reminding everyone I'm not you So if you keep drawing lines around our lives I'll wrestle those words from your mouth until the wolves come to your rescue Then I'll wrestle them down, too I know it's your bite against these bullets and part of me wonders what stories your teeth would tell And what questions they would answer But you've been running for thirty years and never thought to look back And now that I'm firing shots into your failure Your dripping blood makes you easy to track So I'll follow the red steps into the forest where I'll discover the ghost of my future self sleeping in the snow And I'm not even sure what I think is going to happen But maybe it'll rest my hope of being loved by the heart of a man I'll never know I know he said to forgive seventy times seven but I've worked the math and that time has passed into questions I'll never ask like Why didn't your world crash the first moment you held me in your arms?
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