Well Papa go to bed now it’s getting late
Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now …
I grew up without a father and with a mother who meant well, but there was no real communication, no real deeper contact. I know the feeling of having things (a whole lot of them!) to say, and not being able to say them.
There was just no way this house could hold the two of us
I guess that we were just too much of the same kind …
In every child’s life there comes the time to leave. But hopefully not leave in a negative way, but leave because he is able to fly on his own, because there are things to do and places to go. It is tragic when that leaving happens because two people who dearly love each other, cannot stand to live in the same close environment.
Not being American, of course I do not fully understand why Bruce has put this song on Independence Day specifically. Maybe just to put emphasis on the sadness of the parting on this day of family and joy and celebration? But I do know that it adds and infinite sadness to the song. I can also see the father, maybe standing on the landing and watching his son going out the door, his heart full of words he cannot say. Just because he is a man who has never learnt to communicate his feelings, or maybe because his family truely is a disfunctional one.
Where the mother is in this scene I have no difficulty to picture for myself. Surely crying herself to sleep while the men say good-bye without really saying it in this deep, dead silence.
Mothers are lucky. They can cry. And they can do things for the one who is leaving. But sometimes they also long for the right words.
Tonight I also long for the right words …
Here is a video clip from 1980: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSpj2IwFULM