In memorium

Today is the 4 year anniversary of my brother’s death. When I first started this blog I often mentioned him in my posts before he died. I’ve always done a memorial for him on this day too.

My brother gave me the CD with this song shortly before he died. I can’t listen to it without crying, though the sadness is also a good memory now.

This song speaks of the loss of a loved one.

I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that’s far away
And when I’m done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say

I don’t want you thinking I’m unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don’t think I’ll ever get over you

I’m no longer moved to drink strong whisky
‘Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don’t think I’ll ever get over you

Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter’s still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years

But I don’t want you thinking I don’t get asked to dinner
‘Cause I’m here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
I just don’t think I’ll ever get over you

If I lived till I was 102
I just don’t think I’ll ever get over you

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