Radical Face - A Pound of Flesh

My feet plow on from light to dawn
My empty belly and my body aches ain't hard to take
Next to the weight I carry in my chest
A pound of flesh could never tip the scale that I've made
I should have stayed, but I was never wise
I hear your voices in the wind that cuts the night
And I pray to whatever is listening things will be alright

Oh, my boy, you're alive
Your heart's still beating
So don't you mind, don't you mind
We all drift sometimes

I can still hear your feet as you ran from the house
but knowing you won't be back,
doesn't mean that I will stop waiting
you told me then: “Hold me down or hold me up to the fire,
but don't you dare hold me back.”

I see your faces in the clouds that scar the night
And I pray to whoever is listening things will be alright

Then today I wake up feeling easy,
And find I'm on the more familiar roads
I got a darkness wrapped inside me,
But now it ain't so hard to let it go
So keep a candle burning in the window,
I'm almost home