SEE YOU IN THE MORNING

(written by Kenneth Cope)

 

—for Bryan—

 

Ode to my brother

Joker and saint

A little older in body

But so much older in faith

 

When we were just children

It was all fun and games

Till a flaw in our bloodlines

Made a home in his veins

 

The doc reassured him he’d be fine

Still he came home afraid to close his eyes at night

And no coaxing could prevail

Till I found these words to say

 

I’ll see you in the morning

When we rise and shine

When the light of tomorrow’s sun

Wakes up our eyes

We’ll take up once again at dawning

As if there never was a night

You’ll be seeing me

I’ll be seeing you

In the morning

 

And so it went

For days and years of mornings

 

But then without a warning

His eyes refused to see me one morning

And soon the blackness turned to storming

Till it had washed away all hope for another morning

 

He was sure only God could turn the tide

So he relinquished his will to live or die

And as his breath began to fade

And I thought my heart would break

He knew just what to say

 

I’ll see you on that morning

When I rise and shine

When the light of heaven’s Son

Wakes up these eyes

We’ll take up once again at dawning

As if there never was a night

You’ll be seeing me

I’ll be seeing you

In the morning

 

Look for me brother

I’ll come running to you, running to you, running

On that morning

 

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