May 27, 2017

Once there was a way,

to get back home again.

Once there was a way,

to get back home.

Sleep, pretty darling do not cry,

and I will sing a lullaby.

When a loved one dies, where do you put all that love you previously expressed in words and actions?  It doesn’t end but there is no sentient being on whom or which to lavish it.  This Memorial Day weekend we at Brown Brothers Recordings remember the ones we’ve lost, cherish the ones we still have and remind ourselves that everybody hurts, and music can heal, even for just a short time.

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