Fledgling from Domestic by Paul Armfield
A simple song written about my children leaving home for university. No chorus, no middle 8, nothing clever,I was just trying to balance a smile with a tear in each verse. When I sing this live I invariably choke up with the last line.
Tracklist
| 6. | Fledgling | 2:46 |
Lyrics
Fledgling who knows where you're heading
With your clothes, your laptop, books and bedding
With your papers saying you're smarter than us
And a ticket for the north-bound bus
Fledgling since you've fledged and fled
Each night I listen from my bed
To the tutting of the kitchen clock
I still leave the door unlocked
Fledgling now the roost is tidier
Every room is cleaner, quieter, wider
More house, more home with just us only
Less housework yes but much less homely
Fledgling is your phone not ringing?
I've been perched upon the rooftop singing
Your voice comes on the answerphone
To tell us that you're not at home
Credits
Paul Armfield: vocals, piano
Giulio Cantore: cavaquinho, classical guitar, mandolin
Max Braun: bass & electric guitar, fender rhodes
Johann Polzer: congas
Gabriel Schütz: drums
Written by Paul Armfield
Produced by Max Braun
Recorded at Areal 51, Stuttgart
Mastered by Gabriel Schütz
Linocuts by Paul Armfield
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PSA002LP
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