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Those were days of feeling awkward,
Being seventeen and such
Hoping I could find some comfort
In a deacon�s daughter�s touch
I�d spend time out in the desert
Feeling lonely with a friend
And we�d talk about leaving
But it was years before we did

Oh the time moves slow
And you can�t go where you want to go
But, oh the time slips away
Day after day, day after day
Day after day

Well I found myself a genie
Said she�s grant a wish for me
And all I had to do was love her
Endlessly
So I asked my dad about it and he said
Son, life�s a game we play
So I closed my eyes, held her and said
Take me away

Let�s live in a lighthouse on the Maritime shore
And we�ll hang a wreath to loneliness
Upon our lighthouse door
But we never made the ocean, she never followed through
She said the day she left
You know, I really thought you knew

Well I went back home to see my dad
And I walked through the door
To his photographs of Hank and Johnny
Lying on the floor
Hank had a hole shot through his mouth
And Johnny in the head
There were crickets in hallway
And Dad awake in bed

He was sitting in the darkness
With just a cigarette light
Said he went a little crazy
Sometime in the night
I never asked him about the pictures
Though it was clear to me
He shot �em for the life
And the man he wouldn�t be

these lyrics are submitted by burkul