Soon

Soon you'll not remember anything

But then someday, neither will I

Tomorrow though is nothing to fear

Because father, it's always today

Life won't flash before your eyes

Instead will fall away then melt like snow

The secret storms of your wild youth

Now just gentle breezes, warm and faint

Soon you'll not remember anything

But then someday, neither will I

Tomorrow though is nothing to fear

Because father, it's always today

I can't ride on your coattails again

Like I always did as a little boy

We are standing on the home shores now

My whole hand hanging onto your thumb

There's a place in the palace of you

We can always be standing like that

We could hide in there just as we were then

You're just my father and I am just your son

Your son

Your son

Soon