THE CANDLE IN HER DADDY'S EAR

James Michael Taylor

A puff of smoke when her violin broke
A look that just said, “I’m not here.”
But I’ll be back soon, at the cry of the loon
And the candle in my daddy’s ear
I can see him. I can hear him
Time is bust. Time is fast.
I’m a loner. A can’t take me homer
Buy the future. Sell the past

A puff of smoke from her violin bow
A look that just says, “I’m right here.”
Angels and Time, balance and rhyme
And the candle in her daddy’s ear

She can see them. She can hear him
Time is lazy. Time is past
Time’s a groaner. Time has no owner
But, in time Time will pass

Time is meddlesome and cruel
Time is not bound by the Golden Rule

A puff of smoke when her violin broke
A look that just said, “I’m not here.”
But I’ll be back soon, at the cry of the loon
And the candle in my daddy’s ear

Don’t ask me to explain this lyric…

Mariam was telling me about how much her Daddy meant to her and how when she plays and people “hear” her it is like her daddy is there too.