The Sun and Son

Sometimes I wish I could pick up the sun and be the son my dad wants For he sees in me a light While in me it's dark as night Cause I've got things of my own Battles I'm fighting in within Fighting things not of my own, own doing cause I've always been in Been in between jobs to try and find me Trying to be my own man for me Cause I want to be just like dad, have my own thing just like the way I saw dad And maybe I'm afraid to let him down That's why I always try and pick up the sun Cause whenever the sun goes down I understand why my dad, would pick me up, his son Cause he doesn't want me to get lost in the darkness For the world has already consumed itself and its greatness, greatness leaking to souls that have mouth wide open Cause they're hungry for the worldly things of which they receive arms open The PO£T