[00:00.000] 作词 : Doyle/Crowe
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Doyle/Crowe
[00:06.892]There's a black and white photograph of Raewyn.
[00:12.376]I know the place and the year that it was taken.
[00:17.308]Gosford, before all the houses, Forrestors was still uncrowded.
[00:22.746]Footprints, often only your own.
[00:27.223]Over the sand dunes and into the mangroves,
[00:32.146]He gets his camera out and that's where uncle Peter goes.
[00:37.344]He took this photograph of you with your wild hair.
[00:43.065]Just back from America, in your print top and your flares.
[00:47.516]So much light in your eyes no-one read the despair.
[00:53.247]A scream in the night, my mother shaking with tears.
[00:59.007]Her little sister was pouring down the stairs,
[01:03.137]Oh Raewyn is no longer here.
[01:13.779]How little do I know of the pain of my mother,
[01:17.713]If I'm now just thinking, if I'd lost a brother?
[01:21.594]How many nights has she lain awake shaking.
[01:25.289]When I could of held her, shared the pain she had taken.
[01:29.157]I should have held her and told her that I loved her,
[01:36.950]A son needs to say it when he loves his mother.
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[01:43.893]Jolly Jack Crowe was out on the ocean.
[01:48.884]His Charlie asleep alone, deep within the motion.
[01:55.346]Jack's eyes hollowed from the inside, his life and heart had been pulverized,
[02:00.011]Guilt's not so loud in a bottle.
[02:04.980]Taking risks had bought four sons and good fortune.
[02:10.200]How could he know that was the tide his luck was leaving on.
[02:15.151]Nobody talked of the beauty lost and undone.
[02:20.882]Everybody baulked when we named our son,
[02:25.270]But it's time to stop blaming Jolly Jack Crowe.
[02:31.229]Who's grief knew no boundaries and swallowed him whole.
[02:36.437]Fighting for the dead and fighting for his soul.
[02:41.922]I love him more thanks to My Charlie Crowe.
[02:52.532]How little do I know of the path of my father?
[02:56.657]If I'm now just thinking, if I'd lost a brother?
[03:00.560]How many nights has he lain awake shaking,
[03:04.183]When I could have held him,share the pain he had taken.
[03:08.072]I should have held him, and told him that I loved him.
[03:15.647]A son and a father should always be talking.
[03:21.875]A son and a father should always be talking.