He told me he prays for a home in the hills,
I thought he was crazy
He drew a dragon with his blood,
a butterfly with a waterfall
He drew a shark in the sand,
a woman who looked like a mannequin
I drew a fire in the ocean,
seperated by the moon
He drew his childhood bathroom,
and a man with two faces

I asked him what was next,
that I was trying my best
He was proud and just wanted change,
my bank account full and a home in the hills
He says he was a little crazy,
but I’m still his son
He showed me what he kept in his safe,
I told him about the painting on the wall
Life’s changing fast,
I wish the hardest times would last