FARTHER FROM THE TREE

This is a deeply personal song that I have held off on sharing for a while but have decided to go ahead with because I know many folks can relate! Although it may sound like there's a tinge of bitterness on my part, it's not the case, only regret! Some of the lyrics are drawn from my own experiences and some from other people I have known that have had parent/child relationship issues. Almost the entire chorus "dropped" into my mind one day while traveling to visit my friend Ron Helm for a writing session! Ron loved the idea, and we wrote it quickly. He contributed some key lines in the song. It's a much different type of song for me but it had to be done this way! BTW, we've had some interest in this tune and I believe it will be recorded by someone. Thanks for having a listen! T

BIAB - 2364 Electro Flutes - Panned to the left at low volume mainly in chorus sections and verse 2

Keyboards and Drums - Toontrack products

Me - Vocals, bass, guitars, piano fills and synths

Farther From The Tree
Words and music by
Torrey Bliss and Ron Helm
©2022 Glass Gate Music BMI

I am my father's son
That can be said of me
Yes, the apple doesn't fall
Very far from the tree
It's sad we never found
Common ground for our beliefs
It seems that we would always just
Agree to disagree
You were right, and yes, you were so wrong
Oh, and so was I now I must break this chain
That's bound me for so long

Time marches on through fields of broken dreams
I know you felt, I'm not the man that I should be
Now, things that you would say and do
I see them coming out of me
Sometimes, I wish this apple could have rolled
A little farther from the tree

Sons and the Fathers
Mothers and your daughters
Has anyone but me ever felt this way
I know humility's the answer
Grudges are a cancer
That never let the dark clouds fade away

Time marches on past fields of broken dreams
At times, I felt you weren't the man that I thought you should be
Things that you would say and do
I see them coming out of me
Sometimes, I wish this apple could have rolled
A little farther from the tree

Still, I have hope that some sunny day
That God will restore what we've thrown away
Until then, in my heart, I'll be
Believing somehow that you still love me

Time marches on through fields of broken dreams
At times, we knew we weren't the men who we were meant to be
The very things that you would say and do
Now they're coming out of me
Sometimes, I wish this apple could have rolled
A little farther from the tree