Sioux Lane Spirits - Project 86

«Daddy,» she has your eyes

And when she grins you can only realize

The guilt she manifests so deep

Inside you

That your thin veneer of catechism can no longer hide

The voice you hear

Her secret pain

As she digs the shiv into her placid veins

Now she has your eyes

Something you wanted, you wanted

Something you wanted, you wanted

But she can’t yet realize

Something you wanted, you wanted

Something you wanted, you wanted

Your ever wayward eyes

Something you wanted, you wanted

Something you wanted, you wanted

Will be her demise

Something you wanted, you wanted

Something you wanted, you wanted

You slipped into another, forbidden

Took her for the ride, you’ve ridden

Hoping to let her deep inside your disdain

What was it that drove your feign?

Into another’s arms, into another’s bed

When all the while your young one waits up in dread

What was it?

Was it something she did?

What was it?

Was it something she said?

Writhe and burn

Father you were

She dances in the moonlight

Collecting drops of the earthly dew

Celebrating her exit

From the benign sense of self she once knew

Raising her heavy glass

(Raising her heavy glass)

Her cup now spills on her skirt

And as she cuts her knees in the dirt

She prays for the hourglass to flip and reverse

Now she has your eyes

Something you wanted, you wanted

Something you wanted, you wanted

Writhe and burn

Father you were