Track 7 of the album The Long Way Home · 2013
Cap and Gown on the Back Seat
“A graduation gown folded on a back seat, tassel in the cup-holder. I was a very proud and slightly damp parent in the car park.”
acoustic · anthemic folk · proud-parent folk · 4:05
Lyrics
The gown is on the back seat, folded like a sail Your tassel's in the cup-holder, a little bit stale You talked all through the traffic, I just let you go And I kept my eyes on the road so you wouldn't know I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you I never found the words, but it's true Four years of late-night lamplight, a kettle and a book And all I did was drive you, and I'm proud of how you look Not the hat, not the paper, just the way you walk Easy through the doorway, with the whole room in your talk I remember the first morning, your bag was twice your size You waved from the school gate with nervous, shining eyes Now the same small hand is holding a rolled-up scroll And somewhere in my chest a door has come unstuck I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you I never found the words, but it's true Four years of late-night lamplight, a kettle and a book And all I did was drive you, and I'm proud of how you look Not the hat, not the paper, just the way you walk Easy through the doorway, with the whole room in your talk Some pride is loud with flowers Some pride just holds the keys It sits beside you quiet And hums along with ease We stopped for chips and vinegar beside the garden wall You laughed with salt on your fingers, taller than us all I said the car was yours now, for the long road you will take You said, keep the front seat, Dad, for old time's sake I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you I never found the words, but it's true Four years of late-night lamplight, a kettle and a book And all I did was drive you, and I'm proud of how you look Not the hat, not the paper, just the way you walk Easy through the doorway, with the whole room in your talk Gown on the back seat, folded like a sail Home, home, the long way home I'm proud of you