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I am the teacher’s son

I am the teacher’s son

I am the teacher’s son

I’m the teacher’s son

Never seen a sky so big

Like it’s been saving up for years

Clouds from Russia press-ganged in

Until the dateline disappears

I have loved and lost like the river’s lost and found

But i’ve never fought the tide and i’ve never fucked around

I’m the teacher’s son

My favourite sound is churchbells

And my greatest love’s the sea though I never learnt to swim

Never trusted it with me

I wrote a novel in my twenties though it never left my head

A thousand words a sitting 'til all the characters were dead

I’m the teacher’s son

My father was a poet though he never got the chance

'Cos his words looked like another’s if you took them at a glance

But he met a girl so pretty that he asked her to a dance

And there his words they died liked flowers

There his words, they lost all power

I’ve been told I have his ways

I’ve been told I have his grace but he left me on my birthday

And the only thing remains

I’m the teacher’s son

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