My Father's Son

I tried to be the father my father never was
 I made a list of all his faults to swear an oath upon
 A promise I'd do better and right his every wrong
 Denying all along
 I am my father's son
 I tried be the father my father thought he was
 A wise man and a prophet, a martyr for his blood
 But I wear my imperfections like cracks upon a wall
 An ancient carved in stone
 I am my father's son
 And I see him when I look in the mirror
 And I hear him in the strains of my voice
 The only time I see what I recall of me
 Is in the man who was my boy
 And I feel him in the passion that binds me
 In the anger that tears me apart
 And I wonder if he felt his father like me
 And if they broke each other's heart
 So I try to be the father my father might have been
 If love was all that mattered, if we were more like friends
 Though I struggle with forgiving choices we both made
 To say, "what's done is done"
 I am my father's son