Preach

Preach to the full moon soldier It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder Mother has child that father denies Leaves when his baby lets out those first cries Excuses flying, lies sailing; words without care Feelings are complicated so share you don't dare Lips that smile hold some bruises and a cut Hands that have done the damage slam the door shut You watch him out the window glass Retreating figure gone at last Preach to the full moon soldier It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder Things get harder, mothers fired Baby is toddler and much too tired Money is in short supply If only father would just comply To help raise his growing kid Instead he ran and lost his bid A single tear stains the cheek Of a mother's soul who's much too weak Preach to the full moon soldier It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder Mothers dead, everything's blown Toddler is small child left alone Father drunk, stumbling back Custody left to this piece of slack Days are long and too far gone Nights are worse, he's never done Talking his beer scented words speaking He says to his child be kind, PREACHING Preach to the full moon soldier It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder Small child has developed Distinguished individual moving up Swearing to the sky blue They will be nothing like you Father in jail thief from the night Cell lit dimly with pal moonlight A smile to the grown child A tear from the man of the wild Preach to the full moon soldier It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder