Your highlights in your hair make me want to swear it will never be again but
Solely my trust has been displaced again, at the end of the rainbow I’ve been waiting
For highschool crushes to wear off, cause those days were a big fuss and all the
Father wounds from the past they just rise up again over the ocean tide again
And all my enemies seem good enough but throwaway there lives again because
Daddy didn’t stop them, for identity is what we are all looking for and that man
In the rocking chair has something to say over the design of my hair and I swear
The highlights of the past run deep to eternity past, and they glisten and listen inside
The sound of eternal rejection, for fatherless America has to come clean and do
The hard time, family isn’t hostility unless the man runs empty, poverty in
The pauper produces and prince over the city, held for such a time and purpose
As this indeed is where the past is gone and the future lay ahold of me, the
Teen turns to a tween and time keep beating on, for me to continue to carry
On like this it will go on, the time inside of the slipstream and I will beat on
As this heart goes so I will go with it but books are waiting opened for me now
And I will carry on now, past the past and past highlights of what I was, all
I have is what I will become, lying down now in eternity past, ready for the
Best years of my life now
