James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
James Keelaghan
[Verse 1]
I left a message to the future
Apprentice to a journeyman
Turning lathe on a factory floor
Making furniture for the common man
You'll find it in the headboard
Of a bedroom suite with a queen sized frame
A gentle hand with a fountain pen
I wrote "I'll love you till my dying day"
[Verse 2]
I left a message to the future
I was a tin-basher in a boom-town
Summer wages on an autumn ticket
Work till October, then I'm Dublin bound
You'll find it in the duct work
Where it'll never see the light of of the day
A strong hand with a felt pen
I wrote, "for you, I'd give it all away"
[Bridge]
I left a message to the future
Call it futile, call it vain
Call it tryin' to cheat the hangman
Call it evil, call it vain
I left a message to the future
Maybe they'll find it, maybe not
Past is past, past is present
It's immoral, well it's all we've got
[Verse 3]
I left a message to the future
He's six months old, he's got eyes of blue
And when he cries, he looks like me
And when he sleeps, he looks like you
You'll find him in the nursery
Yeah, he's sleeping in the night light's glow
His own slate, his own chalk
Where he'll end up, oh no one knows
[Outro]
I left a message to the future
"I'll love you till my dying day"
"For you, I'd give it all away"
"Where he'll end up, no one knows"
I left a message to the future