I Never Was Abel

Mother would tell me what I should do
Mother would tell me what I should be, said nothing comes free
Father wanted me to go and play football
Father wanted me to work from the cradle ever since I was able

Out of the darkness and into the quiet
Out of the darkness and into the day
Out of the darkness and into the silence
Out of the darkness and into the fray

Mother was crying about what a man said
Mother was crying, the fault was all me, nothing comes free
Father came home late, smelling of red wine
Father came home late, said I was his Abel, now where was his Cain

Out of the darkness and into the quiet
Out of the darkness and into the day
Out of the darkness and into the silence
Out of the darkness and into the fray


©Nigel A. Wilson        ASCAP        zero2ten Publishing