The poet questions if he is a part of the game. The poet questions if he is a part of the game.

Even though my confidence was in darkness. Yet, she was reason of my happiness. Even she wasn't in... Even though my confidence was in darkness. Yet, she was reason of my happiness....

As I had my meal, My kids were sporting, As I had my meal, My kids were sporting,

Bland little boy, you’re such a faded gray mess Bland little boy, you’re such a faded gray mess

There’s nothing to hang on to in this life, There’s nothing to hang on to in this life,

Yes, he is my dad. Yes, he is my dad.