Blame - Gavin Friday

Once I was young, then I grew up

From the greylight to the bluelight to the daylight, have I grown up at all?

I love my mother, my friends and brothers, I even loved myfFather

…And that says a lot…

But when the silence comes… the silence comes… the silence comes

…sometimes stays too long

It slits the throat, it cuts the throat of where I belong

And the night goes so slow, it always does when you’re feelin' low

And all the words unspoken, like the hearts left broken

Am I to blame?

Am I to blame?

When all the seeds we’ve reaped and sown away from here and close to home

…like spirits have flown…

No one’s to blame