Over leven of overleven

Monday, June 11, 2007

Weer onder de indruk van een liedje en het verhaal er achter: Cat's in the cradle van Harry Chapin. Hij schreef dit lied gebaseerd op een gedicht geschreven door zijn vrouw Sandy, geïnspireerd door zijn lange afwezigheden van thuis door de uitbouw van zijn carrière. Op 38-jarige leeftijd overleed hij in een auto-ongeval. Te vroeg om zijn kinderen die quality-time te geven waarvoor hij ruimte aan het maken was...





My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home dad?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

Well, he came home from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and said with a smile
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad
It's been sure nice talking to you"

And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

3 Comments:

  • Thanks, reminds me of my fears... and puts me back on track.

    Da's een zalig voorrecht om wél de tijd te kunnen maken... Maar 't is elke dag opnieuw een keuze die je moet maken, voor je het weet is 't weer om zeep...

    By Blogger Henri Menheere, At 1:55 PM  

  • "and frankly this song scares me to death"

    it's something we shóuld be afraid of.

    mooi.

    By Blogger Eef, At 2:57 PM  

  • hey 't ligt hier wel EEEEEEEERG stil

    By Blogger Henri Menheere, At 1:11 PM  

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