Daddy, I have need of you You should be living in this hour The world’s a fen of Selfishness, technology and theft We’ve forfeited your gentle care Last night I dreamed of you Closed-eyed in another’s arms He spun me, held me, smiled at me And told me I was fine You never danced me—wasn’t right But many years have passed And in your arms last night I followed, transferred back Swung to a better past I thought you’d like to know That in that final hour When you told me, “Blessed Jesus, I’m tired; let me go,” That another’s come He’s just like you But not you, not the same And as he swung me, held me Closed eyes thought of you And thought you would approve