I wish I could just get away
Away from this city, this state, these people, my reality
A place of total relaxation and lots of alcohol
A place where arguing is forbidden and love is tradition
A place where meditation can be an all day ritual
And listen is a habit thats habitual
A place where my heae can become as clear as a blue sky
And answers to my problems flow like water down a creek
A place....where my dad is waiting for me with ice, two drinking glasses and a bottle of Johnny Walker
And upon me reaching the beach chair where he is sitting
He says to me, "Son, its time to become a man."
He doesn't mean becoming a man by having this drink
But by him telling me the cold hard truth
Why he was the way he was, the reasons for his actions, and most of all
How to be a better man than he was.
And then he answered all my questions
Questions I had been wanting answers to for almost 23 years
And then, as he takes his last sip of alcohol, he tells me
"Son, now you have no excuses. Walk in peace, sfay in peace, be peace. If I can find peace, so can you."
He then gets up, pats me on the shoulder as he walks off behind me
And as he walks off, the sun sets
Leaving me and the waves of the oceans
Knowing now how to change my reality