Hollow Son - Worthwhile

My castle sits high above the clouds for all to see

I don’t want to brag.

But if father were still here, he’d be proud to say the

least

My kingdom lies low, below my gates, beneath my feet

I know brother is down there looking up at me with jealousy

I’m the older one of my father’s sons.

The lovable, deserving one.

Look at all I’ve done

Brother, the difference between you and I is that I’ve worked skin to bone for

my whole life

You stole your share.

I slaved for mine.

Saw you walk away, left this family

behind

You binged.

You roamed.

But all that old man remembered was dirty broke you

coming home

I’m glad he died.

I took over and did things right

Why am I cold inside?

Been years since dance and music brightened these walls

My failures haunt me.

My screams echo down the dark empty halls

Every success I’ve built this tower on lifts me further away from everyone

I wish I could buy love;

all I can afford is lust

Drunk on myself, but this liquor’s never strong enough.

Gained the world.

Lost my soul

Alone, I sit and rot in this whitewashed tomb.

I hate how he forgave you

I wish it was me by his side at his death.

But I couldn’t stand you, so I left

I wondered why my people live in fear.

No one names their sons after me

Father now I see… cause you led like our servant.

I lead a tyranny

I’m not fit for a king.

I wish you were still here to run things

I wish you were here to tell me that you loved me

Father, if you spoke today, I think you’d say, «I love you both just the same

Nothing you could ever do can change that or take it away.

Come back to me.»

I tried to keep you close, but I got in-between

The cure to this world is found in humility

The lowest man is he who thinks he’s higher than the rest

Forget yourself.

Live humbly.

Forget yourself.

Live humbly