Never Too Far to Fall Songtext
von Ned Doheny

From the
Seed to the tree
That you wanted me to be
- I′ll suddenly be up and running
To another country
But this - distance doesn't make a difference
Since you′ve helped -me -get -this far
Yes, I was scared
But not unprepared
Best days of my life
Spent never knowing where
I reside
(I reside)
And though we lost our home
We're still holding so close at the end of the rope
And you sent me notes
How you left me so
I could go to school and never fall
Depths below
- You were telling me no


When you heard that I would go to work
And now I want to show
My debt to owe
When I help you write
All the books you like
With a house on the brook
And the farm to survive
Then I find you'll reminisce as we
Try to say this:
Looks like we made it
I know I am my father′s son
I know I am my father′s son
And when I get to raise one
I'll know just what to do
I know I am my father′s son
I know I am my father's son
And when I get to raise one
I′ll know just what to do
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Trust fading with age
Bright, passionate flames
Somehow engulfing you
Ideas of rage
Questioning faith
Wanting one more day with you, for you
- Would it matter if we didn't even make it?
- It′s the journey we've taken
Long as you can say you're not
Disappointed
I can keep going
And absorb
Every conversation
That we have
- I was drowning
But you came and saved me
And thank you for paying for all the vacations
Instead of pinching pennies, I′m
Remembering you telling me
To never ever let it be
The money over memories
I know I am my father′s son
I know I am my father's son
And when I get to raise one
I′ll know just what to do
I know I am my father's son
I know I am my father′s son
And when I get to raise one
I'll know just what to do
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Trust fading with age
Bright, passionate flames
Somehow engulfing you
Ideas of rage
Questioning faith
Wanting one more day with you, for you
Testing your troubles far away
Think up a rhythm just a bit too late
This solitary way you stay
Makes trees grow faster
Than you
- I would never be living a dream if
The words that I wrote made you cringe and sheepish
The nights are sleepless
So I guarantee this
You′ll never fall far with my achievements
You bought me, my sister, and my mom an education
I'm not an engineer but I'm not ungracious
- I just hope that you′ll reminisce when we say this:
Looks like we made it
I know I am my father′s son
I know I am my father's son
And when I get to raise one
I′ll know just what to do
I know I am my father's son
I know I am my father′s son
And when I get to raise one
I know who he will become
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Trust fading with age
Bright, passionate flames
Somehow engulfing you
Ideas of rage
Questioning faith
Wanting one more day with you, for you
More poems to page
Trust fading with age
Bright, passionate flames
Somehow engulfing you
Ideas of rage
Questioning faith
Wanting one more day with you, for you
Looks like we made it