I Am My Father's Son

by Dean
(Sweden)

A life born into unknown darkness
I was your only son
Inherited your hopes and fears
Became your chosen one
Generations of family demons
Gathered around my bed
Whispering passed on failures
That echoed through my head
Father I don’t want your shackles
Please leave them on the ground
Let me breathe hope into the world
Let it hear my sound
Mistakes that you have made in life
Dreams that have long gone
Relive them through my eyes this day
Your light will be re-shone
Our words they maybe different
Yet our heart it is the same
The failures of past generations
Will no longer be to blame
Though your wings are clipped
For you I fly so high
This is the world that we created
Father please don’t cry
No matter what the world may bring
My life has just begun
One thing I am sure from here
I’m proud to be your son