10. “Native Son”

the iron-clad heart i took on to be

a man that you could love

sold me to the wheels grinding underneath

the train that i was once apart of

darkness took me in and led me astray

from the path only halfway begun

i waited for the rain to wash it away

being too complacent to run

born with mother's grief

born with daddy's flaws

i claw my way back to being the man i was

still their native son

steel tracks under my feet

turning every wheel away from defeat

my home will always be with you, my love

these are the words i'll keep

i'll find my way back to you, my love

for compassion you bear with ease

denying myself will open up these eyes

and i'll see which flowers grew

i just can't give up every time i'm let down

it's about time i fight for you

not the first to be lost

not the last to burn

so i hope you will wait for me to return

cause it's not the place

it's all in the heart

but these hollow shells won't get me very far

no roads to guide my way

no love to hear me pray

no home for me to gain

away from your embrace