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Son (Touch of Eternity)

Wind blows through my hair Here we stand at the edge of day As the quiet murmur echoes through the air I kneel to see you from eye to eye Never had the time Nor the will to say And now it's too late Son, look at the skies It's on flames tonight This is a moment to recall When it's your time to fall Son, look at the mirror Of dark and serene waters Now sleep my Son You long to my deepest thoughts As you watch me breathe with wetty eyes I find it hard to open my mouth Now when all the words were left unsaid It's too late for apologies, Son But it's never too late to reach the sun You have years ahead, days to live through It's my time to go now: Son, farewell Never had the time Nor the will to say And now it's too late Son, look at the skies It's on flames tonight This is a moment to recall When it's your time to fall Son, look at the mirror Of dark and serene waters Now sleep my Son