Almost cried listening to Peter Hammill's "once You Called Me" ("Clutch") this morning, thinking of my daughter's upcoming wedding.
"I wish that I remembered better. You've grown so fast before my very eyes. The woman that you're now becoming suddenly takes me by surprise. I thought that there'd be time and tide a-plenty to grow into a proper fatherhood but underneath our feet the sands were shifting. You spread your wings, soon you'll be gone from me for good. And when I tucked you in at night and swore I'd always love you madly I'd wonder would this be the last time that you'd ever call me "Daddy"?
A bittersweetnes runs through every memory: a daughter's father wants to be so strong, then suddenly he's just an ancient relic. You spread your wings, you weren't a little girl for very long. And if trouble's on its way you know I'd lay my life down for you gladly. I only wish that I could still remember the last time that you called me "Daddy". Once you called me "Daddy". Oh, my precious girl."
Reminded me of some other poignant songs by prog dads written to their daughters.
Fish's "Tara" (from "Sunsets On Empire"):
"I want to be there in the morning, I want to wake up by your side.
If I can make it back I'll be there, if I can catch the early flight.
I'll bring you dragon's teeth from silver beaches, shells from Africa.
I'll give you China dolls and silken shawls, orchids for your hair,
treasures drowned in sunken galleons, jewels from desert caves
when I get there.
We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
in the morning, in the morning
I'll guard you from the monsters on the tv, from the pirates
in the corners of your dreams. I'll keep you from the cold
and safe from trolls from the bad men while you play.
I'll hunt for crocodiles and snakes with smiles I'll keep them
far away from your innocence in all its wonder.
We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
in the morning, in the morning, when the sun comes up"
Also love Nick Beggs' Father Daughter from the first Mute Gods album.
Other examples?
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