Man of the Hour

For Fral and his family,

"Tidal waves don't beg forgiveness

Crashed and on their way

Father he enjoyed collisions; others walked away

A snowflake falls in may.

And the doors are open now

as the bells are ringing out

Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow

Goodbye for now.

Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land

Father ruled by long division, young men they pretend

Old men comprehend.

And the sky breaks at dawn; shedding light upon this town

They'll all come around

Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow

Goodbye for now.

And the road

The old man paved

The broken seams along the way

The rusted signs, left just for me

He was guiding me, love, his own way

Now the man of the hour is taking his final bow

As the curtain comes down

I feel that this is just

Goodbye for now."

Hang in there