In memorium…

Today is the 5 year anniversary of my brother’s untimely 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 since then.

This is mostly the same post as last year. I just want to mark the day and I really do love to hear this song. And I’ve come to really love Colin Hay in general 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.

My dear brother could *see* me. Any of you who have people who really see you will know what I mean.

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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About Monica Cassani

Author/Editor Beyond Meds: Everything Matters