Victor lyrics - Cloud Cult

Come on Dad, let's go down to the river

Can't you hear them singing your name?

You've been laying in this bed for months now

And it's hard to see you in pain

Oh, your love, you could not explain

And the words you chose not to say

I can feel you slipping away

There's an old farm road that'll lead your ghost to heaven

But I know you're a little afraid

I wish I could still be that kid in the back of your Buick

Making sure you get there okay

Dad, we may differ in how we pray

But wherever you go, save me a place

I can feel you slipping away

There's a cold, dark desk down in the corner of the basement

Where you worked your days away

I can never claim to know your story

But I love you just the same

Oh, your love, you could not explain

And the words you chose not to say

And the family you fought hard to raise

And the friends who celebrate your name

And the sickness that strangled your brain

And the secrets you took to your grave

And the feelings you kept in a cage

And the sorrow that came out as rage

I can feel you slipping away

I can feel you slipping away

I can feel you slipping away

Come on Dad, let's go down to the river

Can't you hear them singing your name?