Lyrics

Golden child, you held my heart and how you made me laugh
Two years old, dancing by the stereo to Fleetwood Mac
When you were ten, you begged me to buy your friend's old used guitar
and damn, son, you played that thing with so much heart

At seventeen, you played in tiny dives
You had to do it cause it made you feel alive

You'd fly, fly, fly on
with your song
You'd fly all night
Lost track
of time

Music was how you reached inside, and how you felt your soul
And you tried so hard, but it couldn't make you feel all the way whole
When you took that first sip, the pain went away
Your relief was strong, so the battle began
and the battle was long

You'd disappear into the dark for hours
It felt like alcohol and drugs were your superpower

You'd fly, fly, fly on
synthetic joy
You'd fly all night
Lost yourself
my golden boy

Then you kicked it to the curb
You sang your songs
You wrote your words
You were two years clean
but you lost your grip
and I lost you
in one final, accidental slip
and now you

Fly, fly, fly
with your song
And I hear you in my head
You say there's no such thing as dead
You say that what I taught you was right
You gotta ride ride the light and
fly, fly, fly on
with your song
Fly fly fly in
the beyond

For Karen & Joel

(c) Emmeleine