The Boy Is Gone - Billy Bob Thornton

They say you can’t go home

God knows I’ve tried

Seems that I’m all alone

By your side

When the perfect picture hung

Is just a dusty wall

The words that have been sung

I can’t recall

His voice still echoes

Off these walls

Where he was born

And where he passed

My haunted soul

Will always mourn

And his will last

The boy is gone

I saw myself in him

I’ve lost my sight

His sweet shadow dimmed

Our light

Memories creep through me Like flaming vines

And now we’re a memory

In time

His voice still echoes

Off these walls

Where he was born

And where he passed

My haunted soul

Will always mourn

And his will last

The boy is gone

His voice still echoes

Off these walls

Where he was born

And where he passed

My haunted soul

Will always mourn

And his will last

The boy is gone