I.M. Song of the Week: Remembrance

In memorium, Robert Lord (1961-88)

I’ve nothing to believe in 
No one to believe in me 
Life isn’t worth the living 
Everyone grieved by me 

They can’t live with or without me 
I can’t live … 

Child of Mine 
Son, come home. 

Dear brother of mine
In bygone times 
You spent yourself for me 
However could I have realized 
You were not long for this scene? 

You showed up at my door 
In the joy of the Lord 
The Master’s messenger to me 
In a divine appointment 
After all those years
You helped me to see 

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you

How could I have known what you went through? 
Still, my deceitful heart knew better 
That I should have phoned 
It would have meant so much to you 
That last lonely winter 

When our ancient foe 
He isolated you, Bro 
Set you up 
And left you hanging 
A life of misunderstood selflessness 
Gave way to death’s evacuation 

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you

Your life really touched my kid brother 
No one ever made the impression
On him like you did 
And he’s coming around 
You’re speaking to him 
Even in death 

So now you’re gone and life goes on 
And I’ve no excuse for my behaviour 
My conscience haunts, your body rots 
And your soul’s living on forever 

Last time I beheld your shining face 
Was on your coffin after the service 
And I was overwhelmed
Yet felt a strange peace 
You’re in that great cloud of witnesses 

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you, of you 

Dear brother of mine 
I’ll see you soon 
Don’t know when 
But we’ll meet again my friend 
I love you …

I’ve nothing to believe in 
No one to believe in me 
Life isn’t worth the living 
Everyone grieved by me 

They can’t live with or without me 
I can’t live … 

Child of Mine 
Son, come home. 

Dear brother of mine
In bygone times 
You spent yourself for me 
However could I have realized 
You were not long for this scene? 

You showed up at my door 
In the joy of the Lord 
The Master’s messenger to me 
In a divine appointment 
After all those years
You helped me to see 

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you

How could I have known what you went through? 
Still, my deceitful heart knew better 
That I should have phoned 
It would have meant so much to you 
That last lonely winter 

When our ancient foe 
He isolated you, Bro 
Set you up 
And left you hanging 
A life of misunderstood selflessness 
Gave way to death’s evacuation 

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you

Your life really touched my kid brother 
No one ever made the impression
On him like you did 
And he’s coming around 
You’re speaking to him 
Even in death 

So now you’re gone and life goes on 
And I’ve no excuse for my behaviour 
My conscience haunts, your body rots 
And your soul’s living on forever 

Last time I beheld your shining face 
Was on your coffin after the service 
And I was overwhelmed
Yet felt a strange peace 
You’re in that great cloud of witnesses 

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you

And I thank my God
Upon every remembrance of you 
Of you, of you 

Dear brother of mine 
I’ll see you soon 
Don’t know when 
But we’ll meet again my friend 
I love you …

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