Piano Magic - I Am the Teacher's Son lyrics

Started mailroom Moved up through Clerical, now Obituaries I am the teacher's son I am the teacher's son I am the teacher's son I'm the teacher's son Never seen a sky so big Like it's been saving up for years Clouds from Russia press-ganged in Until the dateline disappears I have loved and lost like the river's lost and found But i've never fought the tide and i've never f**ed around I'm the teacher's son My favourite sound is churchbells And my greatest love's the sea though I never learnt to swim Never trusted it with me I wrote a novel in my twenties though it never left my head A thousand words a sitting 'til all the characters were dead I'm the teacher's son My father was a poet though he never got the chance 'Cos his words looked like another's if you took them at a glance But he met a girl so pretty that he asked her to a dance And there his words they died liked flowers There his words, they lost all power i've been told I have his ways i've been told I have his grace but he left me on my birthday And the only thing remains I'm the teacher's son