Our fathers ghosts - text

Sometimes it takes so long just way to long,
not the same time for everyone.
Sometimes between a curse and bless.

Oh fathersyou will feel the ghosts.
When you look back,
but you can't do it all on your own.
So won't you open your eyes?
And pour them out on the streets.
Won't you take a step back?
Before you paint in it in black.

Sometimes it feels so sad just way too sad,
you never get used to it feels so bad.
Remember the good the sweetest song.

Oh fathers you will se the ghosts.
When you hold on,
but you can't do it all on your own.
So won't you open your eyes?
And pour them out onthe streets.
Won't you take a step back?
Before you paint in black.

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