Alan
You came to see me the other day,
stood long in the doorway drinking the sight
of the room we used to play in
where the passion of music used to ignite
There was a special kind of energy then
when the music flowed around
all of us in harmony
though no one spoke a sound.
The instruments expressed our souls
each one fitted to it's place
and we sang to one another in turn
I still picture your smiling face
You, dear friend, have left us now
to go to that other place
and I never knew, the day you came
it would be the last I saw your face.
Well that's all for this time, see you next week until then Bright Blessings.
Well that's all for this time, see you next week until then Bright Blessings.
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