Miles
Oh dear father
Could I have been
Any more wrong?
I was wrong

Oh dear father
You were miles in the sea
As the women and children are safe
Because of the secrets that you keep

I'll never
Trust the breath of those
Who wander aimlessly on and on
My father was a fighter
Created the orchid of blood and desire

Oh, what a gift it is
To see residual thoughts like blueprints
I know, where you've been
Your end and shameful sin
Oh, what a curse I hold
Cut the tongues from every story told
I know where you've been
Your end and shameful sin

My purpose
I'll trade for the gold
Famous last words
"I'll reap what you sow"
And to those who see me now
Watching and waiting
I hope you escape from this crowd

Oh, what a gift it is
To see residual thoughts like blueprints
I know where you've been
Your end and shameful sin
Oh, what a curse I hold
Cut the tongues from every story told
I know where you've been
Your end and shameful sin

I was lost
In the reflection of
Your past life!
I was lost
But I will find my own way
Without you!