He was a boy from a simple place

Dreamin' in his father's shadowed space

With a broom in hand, he'd play the role

Mimicking a man who dug in coal

But the world was cold, and the work was rough

And the pay was short, never quite enough

He watched his mama wake before the dawn

Papa's coffee, then he's gone

They never had the time for dreams

So he learned to dance in silent streams

Owner of nothing, but the dreams in his mind

Chasin' shadows, but the light's hard to find

He's got the heart, but the world don't see

The boy who'd be a man, lost in history

After school, he'd hit the streets

Finding work with tired feet

Mama's hands in the kitchen slow

While Papa's out where the wild winds blow

Years passed by, heavy and slow

The boy became a man, but the pain didn't go

And then one day, with a rose in hand

Whiskey for his old man, understand?

He walked the streets where the children play

Wishing he could turn back to yesterday

Owner of nothing, but the pain in his chest

Life's a game, but he never passed the test

He's got the fight, but the world don't see

The man who's bound by destiny

Mama's gone, and he couldn't say goodbye

Work took her life, left him to cry

Papa's eyes grew tired and weak

The years left marks too deep to speak

First job lost, but another came

Life moved on, but it's all the same

Papa found love, but time ran dry

He left the world with a whispered sigh

Now alone, with the weight of days

He worked and studied in the old ways

But the morning sun, or cloudy skies

Couldn't bring back those lost goodbyes

Owner of nothing, but the scars on his soul

Walking through life, just filling a role

He's got the will, but the world's grown cold

The story of a man whose life unfolds

And when he didn't wake one day

No one knew what he'd left to say

Did he find the peace he'd sought so long?

Or join his parents in a final song?

Owner of nothing, but dreams and dust

His story fades, like all of us