"Note to Son"

Copyright 2017, Tano Music

Words & Music by Tom Sperrazzo

Clearing clutter 'neath by bed'
Box of letters, long unread;
Envelope that simply said "My Son--".

 

Father writing to my ear;
Knowing I was too young to hear;

His saga, and his worries, and a 
Dream that someday his message would live
With his son.

 

As I'm sitting here with note in hand,
Understanding as he'd planned; 
Realizing what I am: his Son.

 

Now I hear my father from the page,
Pleading his case from an earlier age;

His failings and his passions, and a 
Kind old-fashioned appeal, my father's discourse;
Flush with remorse
And love for his Son.

Song Facts:

Inspired by re-reading a letter from my father.