Ένα παιδικό τραύμα, μια από τις τελευταίες δημιουργικές αναλαμπές των Genesis, και ένα από τα ελάχιστα τραγούδια τους από τα ’80s και μετά, που στέκονται δίπλα στα μνημειώδη της πρώτης περιόδου. Από το άλμπουμ τους ‘We Can’t Dance’, 1991.

A childhood trauma, one of the last creative glimpses of Genesis, and one of their very few songs from the ’80s onwards, that stand next to the ones from their glorious early period. From their album ‘We Can’t Dance’, 1991

Well, the key to my survival
Was never in much doubt
The question was how I could keep sane
Trying to find the way out
Things were never easy for me
Peace of mind was hard to find
And I needed a place where I could hide
Somewhere I could call mine
I didn’t think much about it
Till it started happening all the time
Soon I was living with the fear everyday
Of what might happen at night
I couldn’t stand to hear the
Crying of my mother
And I remember when
I swore that, that would be the
Last they’d see of me
And I never went home again
They say time is a healer
And now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he’d say
He sat me down to talk to me
He looked me straight in the eyes
He said:
“You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
And you’re no son, you’re no son of mine”
Oh his words how they hurt me
I’ll never forget it
And as the time, it went by
I lived to regret it
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But where should I go
Please tell me what should I do
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But I came here for help
Oh I was looking for you
Well the years they passed so slowly
I thought about him everyday
What would I do, if we passed on the street
Would I keep running away
In and out of hiding places
Soon I’d have to face the facts
We’d have to sit down and talk it over
And that would mean going back
They say time is a healer
And now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he’d say
He sat me down to talk to me
He looked me straight in the eyes
He said:
“You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
And you’re no son, you’re no son of mine”
Oh his words how they hurt me
I’ll never forget it
And as the time, it went by
I lived to regret it
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But where should I go
Please tell me what should I do
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But I came here for help
Oh I was looking for you