Spring has come and brought me these
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daffodils and lily leaves
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I place them all upon your chest
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I knew that it would come to this
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I’ve watched your skin and bones give out
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Wincing at the pain you’ve felt
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Helpless son I am to you
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If only science had a clue
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Leaning on whats left of you
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Tell me all about your youth
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The boys you kissed
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The men you knew
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The places that were dear to you
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And when the cancer ate your bones
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you fought for life and you came home
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If that’s not love then I don’t know
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Spell it out in great detail
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And I wanna know about myself
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Was I the son you’d always hoped?
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A worthy one, a spawn of both
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a working man and the girl he loved
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Are you proud of me?
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Have I done enough?
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Did I break your heart when I left the house
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the moment I was old enough?
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I only wanted you to see
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That I could make a man of me
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And I’ll keep you close with all my might
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And I’ll always call you back on time
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And I’ll always try to be polite
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Always
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Helpless Son
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| Said The Whale |
