(In memory of Lori Bernek, Nov.19, 2011) When I look to your memory I passed you on this stormy sea. Now the waves play me a melody, ‘bout a hidden treasure that guided me. Aye Oh I, I oh why? I never wanted you, riding so high. A golden ship floating, upon the blue sky. Aye Oh I, I oh why? May your stories be told, And a chorus unfold of how you never grew old. Oh no, I’ll never leave it behind. Aye Oh I, I oh why? So I’ll look to the horizon, where this oceans greet the sky. Aye Oh my captain that’s why I’ll never say goodbye. Oh No, not this time. No, I can’t leave you behind.
