Catch A Falling Star
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Mark Heathcote
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Father, can I catch a falling star
beneath the setting sun
set the bar high and reach for the sky,
then you might just, catch-one-son
at what age can I drive my first car?
My-son don't wish to grow old
these stars you speak of are manifold.
Father, how will I ever fill your shoes?
You're doing it now, son, singing these blues.
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