This Is a Photograph

This is a photograph

A window to the past

Of your father on the front lawn

With no shirt on

Ready to take the world on

Beneath the West Texas sun

The year that you were born

The year that you are now

His wife behind the camera

His daughter and his baby boy

Got a glimmer in his eye

Seems to say: this is what I'll miss after I die

And this is what I'll miss about being alive

My body

My girls

My boy

The sun

Now time's the undefeated

The heavyweight champ

Laughing in his face

As it dance like Sugar Ray

Used to be "C'mon, c'mon"

But now "No mas, no mas"

Used to be "C'mon, c'mon"

But now "No mas, no mas"

And this is a photograph

A window to the past

Of your mother in a skirt

In the cool Kentucky dirt

Laughing in the garden

Back where it all started

With a smile on her face

Everything in its place

Got a glimmer in her eye

Seems to say: this is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss after I die

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss after I die

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss about being alive

This is what I'll miss after I die

This is a photograph

A window to the past

Of me on a front lawn

Ready to take the world on

Beneath the Tennessee sun

Inside the kingdom

Got a glimmer in my eye

Seems to say