My Father's Son

I tried to be the father my father never was I made a list of all his faults to swear an oath upon A promise I'd do better and right his every wrong Denying all along I am my father's son I tried be the father my father thought he was A wise man and a prophet, a martyr for his blood But I wear my imperfections like cracks upon a wall An ancient carved in stone I am my father's son And I see him when I look in the mirror And I hear him in the strains of my voice The only time I see what I recall of me Is in the man who was my boy And I feel him in the passion that binds me In the anger that tears me apart And I wonder if he felt his father like me And if they broke each other's heart So I try to be the father my father might have been If love was all that mattered, if we were more like friends Though I struggle with forgiving choices we both made To say, "what's done is done" I am my father's son