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Younger Son
by The Free Design
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Goodbye, my younger son
I’ll miss the spring and summer fun
But my final journey has begun
And though we part, our heart is one
The romance and the ecstasy
Live on as more than memory
Your music lives inside of me
And though the image fades, I still can see
You are my younger self
The witness to the tales I tell
You’re the all-star in the wishing well
A carefree lover raising hell
And now it comes this long goodbye
It makes the mother in me cry
But all that’s born must surely die
You know there’s more than this and so do I
So I say to you goodbye
John and Paul will say they don’t know why
You’ll be coming through the rye
Apple of your father’s eye
You’re a bundle of desire
Unafraid to take it higher
I can say you lit my fire
Light my fire, light my fire
You were there with Dolphin Dan
You were Wo and Woody’s biggest fan
You believe that kites are fun
Bear your soul to anyone
All that’s born must surely die
You know there’s more than this and so do I
So do I, so do I, so do I, so do I, so do I
Goodbye, my younger son
I’ll miss the spring and summer fun
But my final journey has begun
And though we part, our heart is one
The romance and the ecstasy
Live on as more than memory
Your music lives inside of me
And though the image fades, I still can see
You are my younger self
The witness to the tales I tell
You’re the all-star in the wishing well
A carefree lover raising hell
And now it comes this long goodbye
It makes the mother in me cry
But all that’s born must surely die
You know there’s more than this and so do I
So I say to you goodbye
John and Paul will say they don’t know why
You’ll be coming through the rye
Apple of your father’s eye
You’re a bundle of desire
Unafraid to take it higher
I can say you lit my fire
Light my fire, light my fire
You were there with Dolphin Dan
You were Wo and Woody’s biggest fan
You believe that kites are fun
Bear your soul to anyone
All that’s born must surely die
You know there’s more than this and so do I
So do I, so do I, so do I, so do I, so do I
