Small Pencil

help me find this chord! i wanna make a song

it was sunday when all busy resting
a boy with mindless think sat under a big tree
his dad came and slapped him with all his words
then he kept in silence to think it twice


he stood as hard as a stone
tried to walk without energy in his leg
daddy called him once to say his useful son
the son turned around, he got daddy's mean


if it's me the last word he said
heaven still waiting with a peaceful gate
i can't hear what a word he said
at my grave he cried while call my name

his son listen in a sky with a wing
when daddy kissed a picture in the corner of his room
tears down to the floor, but he taught that was too late
beloved son held him even he never knew it


now daddy back to the graveyard, just to clean the dust
he doesn't think his son has passed away anymore
but if it's me who know is he really loves
i swear my blood still bleeding til i can kiss at his cheek

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