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In memory of Frank's father and grandfather.

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There's an old mandolin laid down on my bed
A part of my history, my brother had said
The body is weak and the neck had been worn
The strings, out of tune, sing only to mourn
That the hands that had played it so long long ago
No longer will make it sing
But the spirit inside, his memory, I know
Means more than this wood could ever show

There's an old photograph my father had shown,
When he had taught me all he had known,
Of a ship on the water, the sun laid down low,
A tin can sailor just watching the show
And the hands that held me so long long ago
Had taken that shot at sea
And the man that had made me and helped me to grow, I know, would be proud of me now

I'll never let you die, I won't let you go
As long as you're here inside, I am home
The love that you gave brings me home,
Brings me home

There's a story to tell of who gave me my name
And the one who gave it to him just the same
Of travels and trials and ten thousand miles
Of loves and of losses and once in awhiles
And the meaning of living each day that I have
With nothing to hold me down
And the day he had told me I grew up too fast
Means just as much to me now

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from Flight Plan, track released January 25, 2011

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Flight Plan Jensen Beach, Florida

The pop/rock outlet of songwriter/audio engineer Frank Serafine (OUTRIDER, NORTHERN CROWN, ex-DARK HOUND, ex-EX NIHILO)

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