When I was a kid we used to drive to Lake Taho, and in the getting there we would pass what looked like mountain sides of solid granite. And in that granite were trees growing out of the cracks in the rock. That always gave me hope.
an airplane needs a pilot like a family needs a heart
adrift without direction, you’d be lost before you even start
and I needed you to be there, but you were just a silhouette
a picture of a love undone, I see you’re still unfinished yet
every twisted tree that grows from out of solid stone
is a picture of survival from where a scattered seed was sown
and I needed you to be there in times of shifting sands
but there was nothing you could give to fill my empty hands
and I needed you to be there but you never had the time
you were always so busy and we were all so busy being blind
and I don’t want to cause you any pain, we’ve had enough of that now
but I see a window in the rain, we’ve got to open it somehow
I see it opening
father of an unknown son, stranger to his progeny
the distances between us, how far they must appear to be
and I needed you to be there, but that’s all in the past
and but for this frozen moment, time goes by so fast
an airplane needs a pilot like a family needs a heart
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