Dear father, dear father, where are you?
I can't seem to recall your face
Mom says that you've gone to go die alone, while I suffer in this hell ridden place
Are you selfish because you're not listening?
Are you blind because you don't understand?
Dear Father it's me who's asking for your sympathy for I have no more room left to stand.
Well I sat in the driveway for hours
For months, and for days, and for years with no end
Well I sat by the phone, sent letter to the unknown, In hopes that one day I'd see you again
Dear Father, why can't I see you?
Your name's not existent on this tongue anymore.
Your face is just a shade, while your voice it still plays, on that record box that says forever yours
Dear daughter, dear daughter, I hear you
Though this voice is a fragment of your younger days when the sky was still bright and everything still seemed right
Till they took that damn sunshine away
I cry every time that I see you
In the pictures I have from oh so long ago
Well I tried hard to fight
So everyday I'd say goodnight
And good morning, I love you, don't let go
Well your father did try so hard to be there
My love still exists in everyday that you age
But they that I'm a deadbeat, a bum, and a drunk, and there's no room for that on life's stage.
Dear daughter I wish that I could see you
But I went to go straighten my shitty life out just for yours
Went to school, got a job, to learn how not to be a slob
Do you have that record box that says forever yours?
Oh the day, oh the days keep on passing
Well I have no Idea what I god damn father is
I can't remember mine, but I guess that it's fine
Because it seems to me like he hates his kid
Well I said that I would wait forever
But that was for some other man
One who sang he'd be there, and who swore that he cared, but isn't so I've finally washed my hands
No more waiting, nor hoping, or dreaming
No more clinging to your stupid, frivolous things
Well I've thrown them away to grow up and go play
So in the trash is where your record box sings
Well dear father, I cannot see you
But it's not in my interest to care anymore
Well I hate you I swear, I'm alone and I'm scared
So I saved that record box that says forever yours
My honey, my Valkyrie, my daughter
Your mother has finally called
Our contacts had been lost, and so for hours we fought
But are arguments have finally been resolved
It's finally so good to hear you
Well I have so many stories to tell you,
So many pictures, and books, and songs to be heard
I have millions for you that I saved up, yes it's true
And swear I'll make it home you have my word
Well it's finally so good to hear you
You've grown up to be quite a beautiful girl
Your mom sent me a photo and I can't help but cry,
Because darlin' you're my whole entire world
Dear daughter, I'm sorry to tell you
For you be seeing me anymore
For my car did a flip, while I was going 96
So my body has covered the floor
Well I hope that you never forget me
And I hope that you don't forget that you were loved and that's for sure
I know you'll get my things, and I know you'll hear me sing on that record box that says forever, Record box that says forever, record box that says forever yours
My name is Dirty Harry, and I love music, mainly all sorts of it. I'm in another band with a really rad dude named Patrick the Pirate (look him up here on bandcamp for our 2 splits). You can find it here on bandcamp just type in Dirty Pirates.
Chatterbox now includes Marissa Sendejas, Jonmb from JC and the Pennies! and the second half of their new album is all done by Ludlow (also some of my best friends!) Who can ask for more?! Dirty Harry
This friend of mine is awesome, his music is great and sometimes about funny things, but all in all he's someone I have much respect for and who i was happy to Call my band mate (Dirty Pirates) Dirty Harry
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip
Adopting an optimistic, genre-fluid mindset atypical to most contemporary punk rock, the Aussies rage against the machine with glee. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024