When I was young I asked my mom
“Who is God and what does he want?”
She told me, “Son, don’t worry about such things.
People come and go through our lives
In structured paths and then realize
That real life is about who you want to be”
I already know what’s meant for me
A dead man’s tale, untold story
Burned in a box
Or placed under my willow tree
Oh the times I wished I could
Fly away, just like a bird
Soar through woods and the clouds above
Sadly my wings wont extend
So I’ll stay and make some friends
We’ll live our lives with chaos, hope, and love
I already know what’s meant for me
A dead man’s tale, untold story
Burned in a box
Or placed under my willow tree
And one day my kid will wonder
Why the world is going under
And I’ll say, “Child, it’s just the way that things are.”
And one day I’ll goodbye
Hug my child and kiss my wife
And smile at the thought of my long life
I already know what’s meant for me
A dead man’s tale, untold story
Burned in a box
Or placed under my willow tree
credits
released March 27, 2011
Guitar, Vocals and lyrics - Behzad