William Fitzsimmons — Everything Has Changed
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Today I saw my father
Standing in the graveyard
Looking very somber
Looking for his mom.
When he finally found her
He said that it was different
Everything is different
Nothing’s really changed.
My brother would remember
Sitting in the hallway
Waiting for my father.
Both of us were scared.
When the doorknob turned we
Took off for the stairway
Looking for some cover
Trying to get away.
A guide dog had to serve
The role that you would not let
The mother of your children
Ever really play.
The office was a dungeon
Where you hid your fears of
What would really happen
If no one ever came.
I wonder if you blamed yourself
For when she left you
By closing up the garage door
And turning on the car.
Your father must have lost it
Your sister couldn’t help you.
But dad if you were lonely
You had no where to turn.
Oh, father can’t you see the pieces
That have fallen on the ground
When you and mom decided nothing
Could be saved inside this house?
Everything has changed
Everything has changed
Last night I had a dream that
I was in the graveyard
Looking at my father
Buried in the ground.
I’d swear that I could hear him
Tell me he was sorry
And everything has changed.
