That's My Job

I woke up crying late at night When I was very young I had dreamed my father Had passed away and gone My world revolved around him I couldn't lie there anymore So I made my way down the mirrored hall And tapped upon his door And I said "Daddy, I'm so afraid How will I go on with you gone that way? Don't want to cry anymore, so may I stay with you?" And he said "That's my job That's what I do Everything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me That's my job you see" Later we barely got along This teenage boy and he Most of the fights it seems Were over different dreams We each held for me He wanted knowledge and learning I wanted to fly out west Said, "I could make it out there If I just had the fare I got half, will you loan me the rest?" And I said "Daddy, I'm so afraid There's no guarantee in the plans I've made and if I should fail Who will pay my way back home?" And he said "That's my job That's what I do Everything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me That's my job you see" Every person carves his spot And fills the hole with light And I pray someday I might Light as bright as he Woke up early one bright fall day To spread the tragic news After all my travel, I settled down Within a mile or two I make my living with words and rhyme And all this tragedy Should go into my head and out instead As bits of poetry But I say "Daddy, I'm so afraid How will I go on with you gone this way? How can I come up with a song to say I love you?" That's my job, that's what I do Everything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me That's my job you see Everything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me