乔治低声向维克问了几句汤姆的情况，维克回答着，点着头，然后从屋角拿出吉他，递给乔治一把。

上次霭青来医院，就听见这哥儿俩给汤姆弹唱，看来是常态了。只要有家人在身边，都会尽量和汤姆交流，在耳边说话在身边弹唱。

霭青搂抱着杰杰，握着他的小手打着拍子，乔治一拨琴弦，低低的歌声响起。

leader of the band， song by dan fogelberg

an only child alone and wild

a et makers son

his hands were meant

for different work

and his heart was known to none

he left his home a his lone

and solitary way

and he gave to me a gift i know

i never repay

a quiet man of music

denied a simpler fate

he tried to be a soldier once

but his music wouldnt wait

he earned his love through discipline

a thundering， velvet hand

his gentle means of sculpting souls

took me years to uand

the leader of the band is tired

and his eyes are growing old

but his blood runs through my instrument

and his song is in my soul

my life has been a poor attempt

to imitate the man

im just a living legacy

to the leader of the band

my brothers lives were different

for they heard another call

oo chicago

and the other to st. paul

and im in colorado

when im not in some hotel

living out this life ive chose

and e to know so well

i thank you for the music

and your stories of the road

i thank you for the freedom

when it came my time to go

i thank you for the kindness

and the times when you got tough

and， papa， i dont think i said

i love you near enough

the leader of the band is tired

and his eyes are growing old

but his blood runs through my instrument

and his song is in my soul

my life has been a poor attempt

to imitate the man

im just a living legacy

to the leader of the band

i am a living legacy to the leader of the band

乔治的声音有些沙哑，可一词一句都带着深深的爱，霭青懂得乔治对汤姆的感情，这是乔治发自内心对父亲的呼喊，听着歌，霭青心里一阵酸楚，眼泪便流了下来。