dear, son of mine
rest, your eyes some more
the coast, is clear out here

you sleep, all that you need
all that you want for now, is here
hold, hold my hand
when you appear, to us

something pulls me, you found its source
your just a boy to be a man, but you have my blood
i felt, your body, pressed to glass
i saw your heart was beating, your fingers moving

there’s just a season, before you arrive

i know i’m used to just giving up
my mind will hide, but my eyes are open
i know you can, hear my voice
every word falls, into your head

there’s just a season, before you arrive

i see us, perfect reflections
the same skin, the same blood

the same history, is beneath us
something we can’t fight, without losing
we will never shed, something so close to us
or find the right place, away from here

there’s just a season, before you arrive