Flesh of My Flesh - Ron Pope

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Only part of me I’ve ever loved

The ride to get here has been so cold

I thank God I found my way home

Everyone who was responsible for me

Tried to kill themselves before I turned eighteen

I became so selfish in some ways I can’t forgive

I did not know to want you, loneliness had been my friend

See I’ve been poor and I’ve been hungry

It was hard and it got ugly

But you won’t walk a single inch of all the desperate roads that haunt me

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Only part of me I’ve ever loved

The ride to get here has been so cold

I thank God I found my way home