The Night That Raised Us
You should've taken your own advice,
you should've done what you said.
But I know something of epic proportions
doesn't include me alone in my bed.
Instead, those moments of stupidity
are what you seem to most enjoy.
I guess that's just a part
of being a boy.
When you're struggling with growing up,
the concept of being a man
And finding it hard to distance yourself
from the other boys who don't understand.
Why couldn't you have been there,
on the night that the light left the sky?
The night that I was convinced I had
fallen in love with that guy.
The night that you could've begged and pleaded
for an answer as to why.
The night that I wouldn't have been able to provide you with one;
and I couldn't even make an attempt to try.
The night that both of us
would've silently cried.
The night the tears would roll down both our faces,
as we lay together side by side.