There's sadness in the family, Dad told me Let's not speak of it, it only brings us down And there's sadness in the DNA, I've known it I've felt it in the pavements of this town I've lived my life with a backpack that Was never mine to carry Heard its constant whine Smelled its body that was never mine to bury There's trouble in the genes, Dad told me Don't ask again, best we don't bring it up But Dad, it seems you can't clear away the smoke Of fires you can't find I've lived my life with a longing That I can't identify I've been kept from, held from knowing Daddy, that's why it keeps growing I found the dead animal the smell stems from I read the story from which the shadow Was cast I searched and searched and now that I Found it I want to give it back There's trouble in the family, I tell you I know and now that I do Kid, I'm pa**ing it on to you But let's not speak of it, son It only brings us down