Sioux Lane Spirits

«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