Fathers & Sons

We fall apart
like fathers and sons
With a shot to the heart
from a poachers gun
You took a U-Turn
to dodge what was left
of a perfect excuse
a nail that was loose
We fell apart
like fathers and sons
With a shot to the heart
from a poachers gun
I can’t shake it off
and I can’t wear it down
What I’ve found
What I’ve found