The Simple Son
Album: Man Ovedrboard
By: Chaim
By: Chaim
Duration
3:32
Genres
Description
I got a telescope for my birthday from my son, George. One night at our island home, my wife, Yonnah, who sings with me, got up to look at the sky. The next morning she asked me to write a song about the stars. "The Simple Son" refers to a parable that is recited at the table during the Passover seder.
Lyrics
Somewhere in the heavenlies a voice cries out When a match is made This one for that one, the voice calls out So is is said. You may think that there are more important things to do Than cry out loud upon a cloud concerning me and you You gaze at the sky while I'm lying, asleep in the night Some stars are being born and some dying, by the time we see their light. Do you think that everything follows a plan World without end. Do you think that there is some invisible hand, Not just pretend, Working out the good in all to triumph over the wrong. Is that the thing you want to sing together in this song. I don't have the answer; there were times I thought I did. Sometimes truth is like a dancer, seven veils to keep her hid. Somewhere inside me a voice explains We are each a star Giving out the light that we contain Whether near or far. One by one or sometimes in a constellation's tow Through a glass we see if at all darkly where we come from, where we go. As we sit around the table. As we each lift up our glass, I'm like the simple son in the fable, or the one who doesn't know how to ask.
