[ti:]Lost Boys Calling [ar:]Filippa Giordano [al:]Filippa Giordano [00:00.01]Lost Boys Calling [00:00.02]Filippa Giordano [00:00.03] [00:06.90]Come hold me now [00:10.35]I am not gone [00:14.22]I would not leave you here alone [00:21.34]In this dead calm beneath the waves [00:28.52]I can still hear those lost boys calling [00:36.05]You could not speak [00:39.38]You were afraid [00:43.02]To take the risk of being left again [00:50.24]And so you tipped your hat and waved and then [00:58.35]You turned back up the gangway of that steel tomb again [01:05.57]And in Mott street in July [01:12.86]When I hear those seabirds cry [01:20.05]I hold the child [01:23.92]The child in the man [01:27.48]The child that we leave behind [01:38.17]... [01:48.35]The spotlight fades [01:52.17]The boys disband [01:55.51]The final notes lie mute upon the sand [02:03.08]And in the silence of the grave [02:10.09]I can still hear those lost boys calling [02:17.57]We left them there [02:21.22]When they were young [02:24.80]The men were gone until the west was won [02:32.31]And now there's nothing left but time to kill [02:39.42]You never took us fishing dad and now you never will [02:46.90]And in Mott street in July [02:54.77]When I hear the seabirds cry [03:02.03]I hold the child [03:05.91]The child in the man [03:09.62]The child that we leave behind [03:15.95]...The child... the child in the man... [03:24.00]The child that we leave... behind... [03:40.64]....... [03:40.88]Happy Birthday to Samson! June 26, 2008