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