Nanna Ericson

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 From First to last  - Fiction

How do you sleep at night, father, With what you've done to me?
How do you make it through the day, Knowing your dead in me?

City lights give me the answers.
Some day, some way.
Broken hearted, filled with anger.
Father, too late.
Hiding out but now its over.
Walking, no way.
Give it time, won't be much better.
 Some day, some way.
And try to justify All the things we have inside.
 You never will...
And try to comprehend All the things I have in mind.
You never will...

Cause morselin has never been So tempting as it is right now.
My mind devours Thoughts of you, To Justify the pain inside.
And don't you think it hurts me, When I think about the past?
And how I realize I'm empty. "I'll be there." Is what you told me, dad.
I've waited as a child. I've waited 19 years.

I've looked outside the window, To see if you were getting near.
I said, "Mother don't worry, I'll take my fathers place.
 I'll be the man I should be. I'll put a smile upon your face.