The sky descends in darkness as clouds block out the sun
The end he always feared appears to have at last begun.
The hope he found is nearly lost and nothing can replace it
Think of me
I am your father,
We have been through this before
We have been through this and more
from the cradle to the grave
We have been through this together once before
His options are exhausted and his choices next to none
The battle that he faces now may be the final one
The dreams he had are dashed against the rocks of least resistance
Think of me
I am your mother
We have been through this before
We have been through this and more
from each cradle to each grave
We have been through this together,
many, many times before
He cannot go much further, he thinks he’s reached the end
the energy he still has left is less than he can spend
All hope he had has taken flight and cannot be recovered
Think of me.
I am your brother.
We have been through this before
We have been through this and more
from our cradles to our graves
We have been through this together in so many waysbefore
All light seems gone, and love does too no shelter from the storm;
there is no place on earth he knows that qualifies as warm
He cannot find one place to be that isn’t where he’s been.
Think of me.
I am you.
We have been through this before.
We have been through this and more
in the all the cradles and the graves.
We have been through this through all our lives together.
(Recorded by ‘Bus in the Sky’ on the album ‘Think of Me’, music by Imants Kalnins)