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"A Son's Song" | genre: Funk | |
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A song about fully realizing that we may have to live through the death of immediate family members after not having dealt with the thought before. |
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Credits: Written, recorded, performed, produced and mixed by none other than myself. |
Story Behind the Song
This song is about a sort of "self-inflicted" illness that my father went through, which was the first serious illness that I've ever known him to have, and my feelings surrounding the event. The main part of the song (the bassline) was written the day he went into the emergency room, and the lyrics began as a poem, but eventually were reworked with more rhyme to make it "song friendly". The lyrics were reworked several times in order to maintain the feelings and imagery I wanted to bring across with the song.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Machines are not a part of you
Cold plastic warms inside of you
Warm swallowed draught conspires to
Devour if you leave it to
Water from my eyes tastes like salt
If you look too hard you'll find the fault,
And here you are, a will, a wall
The one I thought could never fall
Chorus
A sad truth
That hands will fold
For life keep on and play for me
How could it hurt
To see you go
I pray I never know
Barely bearing weight of new
Occurrence I could envy you
To go before your loved one's do
It's selfish, but it's true
The form on Holy Cross is nailed
God's son, a song that's never failed
It rained the warmth of tears that day
For father it's the same
Repeat Chorus
(Bridge)
Repeat Chorus
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