He was 4 when his mother and father came home. They can home with someone new.
For the first time, he got to see his little sister. Wrap up in a pink blanket with a pacifier in her mouth. With her soft chubby cheeks and long eyelashes, she slept peacefully.
His life was happy, full of fun. The time when his family was one. Yet that changed.
Take me down to the river bend
Take me down to the fighting end
He watched from the stairs. Watched as his parents shouted and screamed at each other. He was only 6.
Wash the poison from off my skin
Show me how to be whole again
His little 2-year-old sister stood beside him. Clinging to his small frame. Their father yelled as their mother yelled back.
Fly me up on a silver wing
Past the black where the sirens sing
Their father made a sudden turn towards the stairs. He and his sister ran and hid as their father packed his bag.
Warm me up in a nova's glow
And drop me down to the dream below
They heard the front door open, then slam shut. The house was silent as their mother cried.
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass
Hardly anything there for you to see
Months pass, he's now 7, the first Christmas without his father. There were no smiles or Christmas tree. Just emptiness.
For you to see
Bring me home in a blinding dream,
He now sat beside his mother. As she lay in a white bed. Monitors and wires around her.
Through the secrets that I have seen
Wash the sorrow from off my skin
He held her hand as his sister held the other.
And show me how to be whole again
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass
Tears covered his eyes as he looked at his dying mother. The women who was always there for them.
Hardly anything there for you to see
For you to see
She looked up. Knowing her time was soon over. Saying one last sentence.
"I love you both." Her voice, barely over a whisper, spoke.
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass
Hardly anything else I need to be
She closed her eyes as the line when flat.
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass
Hardly anything there for you to see
He cried, his sister cried at the loss of their mother.
For you to see
For you to see
Jack sighed. He missed his mother, missed her more than words could describe.
What his father was doing, he did not know, he did not care.
Jack let out another quiet sigh before laying his head down to sleep.
