High Without the Hope 3 - Port O'Brien

He was my younger son

Always on my mind

I never found the time

I’ll go with the family tide

Always on the run

All that’s said is done

My love is never gone

It won’t go away

It’s not time’s to take

Every transition would field some heartache

There’s no conclusion to your only born son

Oh, so how do I who’ve always known

Oh, next season we’d be on our own

Oh, I’m gettin' high without the hope