This is a song for a son This is a song for a sailor The best I ever had
This is a song for a kid This is a song for a tailor Who stitched up my old hearts Who stitched up my old hearts And I I am one of many, many more to come Many more to come I am one of many, many more to come Many more to come
This is a song for a dove This is a song for a blown out bird The kind that don't return to the nest This is a song for a star This is a song for a space invader Who flew into the sun Never to return Never to return I am one of many, many more to come Many more to come I am one of many more, many more to come Many more to come
This is a song for a son This is a song for a sailor The son I never had
He sailed without a map This is a song for that kid This is a song for that tailor
Who stitched up my old hearts Before I broke it all All apart
I am one of many, many more to come Many more to come
I am one of many more, many more to come Many more to come
daughters of the revolution Carry back your sons Carry them back home
This is a song for a son This is a song for a sailor
The best I ever had He sailed without a map
the six-minute tune is a reflection on not having had any children: "I think it's got something to do about not having any kids and thinking about why I don't have any kids. And then also kind of thinking about my relationship with my father - there's some kind of connection there, but it's not overt.
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