Every Mothers Son

Traffic

Once again I'm northward bound,
On the edge of sea and sky
Tomorrow is my friend,
My one and only friend
We travel on together searching for the end
I'm a traveling soul
And every mother's son

Although I'm getting tired
I've got to travel on
Can you please help, my god?
Can you please help, my god?
Can you please help, my god?
I think it's only fair
Once again I'm northward bound,
On the edge of sea and sky

Together we will go and see what waits for us
A backdoor to the universe
That opens doors


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Every Mothers Son Lyrics as written by Steve Winwood Jim Capaldi

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    General CommentSeems like someone who has gone through the ringer of life reaching out for spiritual guidance of a higher order. Powerful vocals and spacey keyboards set a kind of ethereal tone for what has always been one of my favorite Traffic songs from their best album, JBMD. KInd of surprised no other comments on this.
    Sal Elvatoreon October 22, 2014   Link
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    General CommentThis song is brilliant; the brooding Hammond organ, the piercing guitar lead (both played by Winwood, who also played piano and bass on the track and did the vocal). Capaldi contributed by playing the drums and (probably) writing the lyrics, but the rest is all Winwood.
    mbrachmanon September 13, 2016   Link

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