Six Feet Apart
Six Feet Apart
One drunken night I forty-foured my wife and then myself
My rampage left our little son out in the cold
A pure domestic tragedy, a poisonous farewell
And from my private hell I watched his life unfold
The kid was given shelter by my brother and his wife
And all in all I'd say they raised him pretty well
And it was only all across what you might call his broken love life
That the shadow of my crime of passion fell
And the closest I could ever get to mending my son's heart
Was still six feet of Texas clay too far apart
Six feet apart, six feet apart
Oh the longest distance in the history of the heart
Is being stone cold separated six feet apart
You see every time he fell in love a clock began to tick
He'd start out sweet to her but then before too long
The dark streak that I burned in him would find some bones to pick
And everything she'd say or do was always wrong
She was always less than perfect, and the time would always tell
'Cause being less than perfect always got him mean
And then with bitter words and deeds he'd drive their romance straight to hell
And that's where I watched it all and could not intervene
And the closest I could ever get to mending my son's heart
Was still six feet of Texas clay too far apart
Six feet apart, six feet apart
Oh the longest distance in the history of the heart
Is being stone cold separated six feet apart
The day he finally visited my stone I was released
At first he could not locate me and asked someone
They asked what his relationship was to the deceased
And for the first time in his life he answered "son"
And when he finally found me I screamed out that missing word
And then a single silver tear fell on my grave
And then my private hell froze over and then like an uncaged bird
My soul soared up into blue sky -- as he forgave