"It's not that I'm not grateful " Jon Bruton a song for dad

Hi Tommy-great work. 

Link to a song I wrote

imagining what my Dad might have said if he could have spoken 

Jon Bruton 

 - you can follow Jon on twitter @jonbru 

It's not that I'm not grateful

I feel waves are breaking on a distant shore.
I hear the echoes of a time that went before.
It seems as though the wind has changed, clouds cover the sun.
It seems that as the daylight fades my walk is almost done.

Places once familiar are now unkindly strange.
Signs are playing tricks on me, so many names have changed.
Faces move toward me and then they turn to go,
Who they are or where they're from I'm never sure I know.

It's not that I'm not grateful
For all the love we've shared,
It's just that I can't tell you anymore.

I'm living in this goldfish bowl but can't see in or out.
This world was turning with me, but now it turns without.
So now my fragile kingdom of dust has blown away,
And that of which I'm certain is of another day.

It's not that I'm not grateful
For all the love we've shared,
It's just that I can't tell you anymore.

I'm sorry things turned out this way, I couldn't say goodbye
I can no longer grasp the words, no matter how I try,
They're slipping through my fingers like silver grains of sand
As each day I fall deeper into this shadow land.

So as my chapter closes, the final page is turned,
Hold fast to all the good times, the lessons that we learned.
And as tomorrow's sunrise falls warm upon the ground,
I hope you will remember the treasure that we found.

It's not that I'm not grateful
For all the love we've shared,
It's just that I can't tell you anymore