Father, son Locked as one In this empty room Spine against spine Yours against mine Till 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 through each pose Struggling in our seperate ways Mantras and hymns Unfolding limbs Looking for release through 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 these tears Guess I'm still your child Out on 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 With me
Having been a life long (well since the late 70's) PG fan I had got to the point where I felt that I had heard it all. I am amazed at how I have re-connected with some of his songs in the last few years. This is one of those. Simply masterful.
edisoncarter (Brooklyn, New York; sometimes Atlanta, GA; and sometimes Mexico City.)
Posted: Feb 17, 2004 - 10:10
He played this as his last encore song in his most recent tour. He explained that it's about him and his father, who'd never been very close, finally connecting after so many years. He managed to get his father (who is in his 70s, I believe, and suffering from arthritis) to join him in a yoga retreat to help relieve the pain.