Lay up nearer, brother, nearer For my limbs are growing old And thy presence seemeth nearer When thine arms around me fold
I am dying, brother, dying Soon you'll miss me in your berth For my form will soon be lying 'Neath the oceans briny surf
Tell my father when you see him That in death I prayed for him Prayed that I might only meet him In a world that's free of sin
Tell my mother, God assist her Now that she is growing old That her child would glad have kissed her When his lips grew pale and cold
Will you gain what I've lost? On this broken journey of trust Carry my soul back home
Paint me the land of our childhood Tell me of love in their hearts Show me the strength of our fathers As you linger while I depart
And if death does not shine behind the white clouds Harness my one final breath Let it sweep cross the plains of their memories And give wind to their sails as they venture into the dark
Can you grasp it my loyal brother? Oh please help me. I can't find the way
Will the wind whisper of glory's road? Or will the skies shiver as this tales tragedy unfolds?
As the seas fall away, I hear A child's voice led astray
Father, the legends you passed down to me They have not saved me the fate I've met I've gathered your spark for their eyes to see Can they light the candles we've left?
Sillhouette stained in their minds Cursed figure leaves them blind
Let go of this pain She will still remain Hear them speak your name
Listen brother, catch each whisper Tis my wife I speak of now Tell oh tell her how I missed her When the fever burned my brow
Tell her she must kiss my children Like the kiss I last impressed Hold them as when last I held them Held them closely to my chest
Drown my pride with the blood I've given My selfish fear has despairful, tired eyes If you catch them the flames forbidden I can let the haunting storm subside
Through the beckoning, frozon horizon A golden beam casts its life 'cross the earth
It was for them I crossed the ocean What my hopes were I will not tell But they gained an orphan's portion Yet he doeth all things well
Tell them I have reached the haven Where I sought the precious dust And I gained a port called Heaven Where the gold will never rustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
