The Pecan Tree - Live

Drooling red from my eyes
 To meet the bitter sun
 That shines past into light
 That shines past into light
 Setting fire to curtains
 In hopes that you're dreaming
 Dreaming of your life
 The memory of your life
 In the room full of family
 But couldn't find one
 In the room full of family
 But couldn't find one
 In the hallways lit up brightly
 But couldn't find myself
 In the hallways
 But couldn't find myself
 In the room full of family
 But couldn't find one
 In the hallways
 I couldn't find myself
 I laid drunk on the concrete
 On the day of your birth
 In celebration
 Of all you were worth
 I laid drunk on the concrete
 On the day of your birth
 In celebration
 Of all you were worth
 Woah
 I am my father's son
 I am no one
 I cannot love
 It's in my blood
 I am my father's son
 I am no one
 I cannot love
 'Cause it's in my blood
 I am my father's son
 I am no one
 I cannot love
 It's in my blood
 I am my father's son
 I am no one
 I cannot love
 It's in my blood
 (Cool)
 (That was so cool on my end)
 (Yeah, mostly good)
 (What's the verdict?)
 (We gotta do the slow part)