The Golden Thorn


One breath and one step 
But it felt like I lept 
I was dreaming all night 
Yet I still hadn't slept 
My earliest memory of the day my father left
The company he had kept
And with the women he had crept
The lies in which my mother couldn't help but to accept 
But she had had the man correct 
There was a devil inside him and a total disconnect 
He was trying to make a baby 
But he drank himself to death
And the ties that he was breaking
Were broke without regret 
But what else could you expect
She was married to a shadow 
And was treated like a pet 
He proposed to her in bed
He said, "not to worry baby 
Im gonna keep this family fed"
He signed the licenses in lead
And all the papers really said
As long as no one better comes 
You're the butter to my bread
And That's the life my father my led
Manipulate a girl with charm 
Take her dancing arm in arm 
Salmon steaks and buttered corn
Champagne romance 
In a thunderstorm. 
A lovely lust turned lonely scorn
Once his fragile heart was torn.
Another lovers lust is born 
Another prick from the Golden thorn.

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