Текст песни Father

Your head is so deep in the box So you cannot rise up from it The world is getting cold You got so numb while you played with it Forgot your heart on the road How are you filling up the empty seats? Your hands are getting cold While you’re looking for another treat A glimpse of heat And I’ll be Running from you Oh father if you could just hear me I’m tired of running, I’m tired of running And I’ll be Running from you Oh father if you could just hear me I’m tired of running, I’m tired of running from you Father, father Father, father Father, father Father, father You’re so obsessed with your high Cloud nine didn’t make an ease And I can see your road Lights out by the end of it I feel so bad for you now While you’re cleaning up your wounds to heal Tell me, what’s the point? When you’re looking for that other need to make it bleed And I’ll be Running from you Oh father if you could just hear me I’m tired of running, I’m tired of running from you Father, father Father, father Father, father Father, father “May all beings everywhere plagued With suffering of body and mind Quickly be freed from their illness May those frightened cease to be afraid And may those bound be free May the powerless find power And may people think of each other.”