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THE TALK
I asked for some time alone with you
They were kind to grant my request
Somehow I feel I shouldn't be here
But I was an invited guest
I had to come there was never doubt
After all you are still my 'Dad'
We'll just speak together this one time
Without shouting or getting mad
You never knew my true feelings
I know they were never spoken
Shamelessly proud in my tender youth
I know your heart must have broken
When I was small you were my hero
You were always calling me 'Runt'
And if I thought you might be watching
Foolishly I'd try any stunt
As the years past we drifted away
Really don't know when it started
Pulling hard in different directions
Until our frail bond had parted
In this world the future's never sure
Why must we always hesitate
We push the unpleasant things aside
Still convinced we can control fate
'Dad' you look good in that new gray suit
So dapper with a tie and vest
Guess I've never seen you cleaned up
Real handsome in your Sunday best
This time together has been short
And I reach down to touch your chest
I hear them returning for you now
I'll close the casket so you can rest
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