Glass Phantoms

Say you're ashamed again Spit the words out This hatred I cannot place Tears at my throat Stone in his hand As he sobbed on the dirt Broken glass memories Spread on the ground I stood upon the porch That you brought into being With your hands Evident memories I will not stand for this Slave to anger Just a shell of a man Eat your words, you dying coward I don't deserve this Let me come home Let me come home Give me back my mind Spare me from this Oh, tell my father his bastard son Has come unto the place of his birth To take his claim Shattered glass in the light Apparition of thought in my mind Clarity caught in my throat Oh, it hurts to know O, curse of my eyes To see what is gone O, curse of my hands (I'll never come back) To cling to the past Let me come home