THE ONLY CHILD - Jackson Browne

    Boy of mine
    As your fortune comes to carry you down the line
    And you watch as the changes unfold
    And you sort among the stories you've been told
    If some pieces of the picture are hard to find
    And the answers to your questions are hard to hold

    Take good care of your mother
    When you're making up your mind
    Should one thing or another take you from behind
    Though the world may make you hard and wild
    And determine how your life is styled
    When you've come to feel that you're the only child
    Take good care of your brother

    Let the disappointments pass
    Let the laughter fill your glass
    Let your illusions last until they shatter
    Whatever you might hope to find
    Among the thoughts that crowd your mind
    There won't be many that ever really matter

    But take good care of your mother
    And remember to be kind
    When the pain of another will serve you to remind
    That there are those who feel themselves exiled
    On whom the fortune never smiled
    And upon whose life the heartache has been piled
    They're just looking for another
    Lonely child

    And when you've found another soul
    Who sees into your own
    Take good care of each other


    Marco Giunco
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