Your eyes were fragile, so sad
regrets bathed your temples in dreams you once had.
You built a life, it seemed the right path to tread
but hollow howls echo down the halls you were led
(halls that so many were led).
Storms hold a tragic romance
but past turmoil's clouds waits wild starry expanse.
Dad, there is such a goodness in you
my voice rings 'cause you gave us heartsongs so true.
So come on, let your voice rise
your inner dimensions still yearn to surprise you
to show you the radiance inside!