Zeit füreinander haben. Zeit, die sonst unwiederbringlich verloren ist. Das wohl wichtigste zwischen Vater und Sohn. (Und Mutter und Tochter, Frau und Mann, Feund und Freundin……..)
Father, son. Locked as one. In this empty room. Spine against spine.
Yours against mine ‚til the warmth comes through. Remember
The breakwaters down by the waves. I first found my courage,
Knowing daddy could save. I could hold back the tide.
With my dad by my side.
Dogs plows and bows. We move trough each pose. Struggling
In our separate ways. Mantras and hymns. Unfolding limbs.
Looking for release though the pain. And the yogi’s eyes are open.
Looking up above. He too is dreaming of his daddy’s love.
With his dad by his side. Got his dad by his side Can you recall.
How you took me to school. We couldn’t talk much at all.
It’s been so many years and now this tears. Guess I’m still your child.
Out in the moors we take a pause. See how far we have come.
You’re moving quite slow. How far can we go?
Father and son, with my dad by my side. With my dad by my side.
Got my dad by my side