Message to Iain

You thought that you walked alone
In music you made your home
IT could not leave you
would never deceive you –
emotion in which to roam

Your music was your very soul,
You hoped it would make you whole
But commercial rejections
and no real connections
deprived you of a winning role.

True knowledge is now all around you,
Freed from the world that once bound you.
My brother, you know,
though I wish I could show,
how close to my heart my life found you.