LANE

Gone, But Not ForgottenBrother when you weep for me Remember it was meant to be Lay me down and when you leave Remember I'll be at your sleeveIn every dark and choking hall I'll be there as you slowly crawl On every roof in driving snow I'll hold your hand and you will knowIn cellars hot with searing heat At windows where a gate you meet In closets where young children hide You know I'll be there at your sideThe house from which I now respond is overstaffed with heroes gone Men who answered one last bell Did the job and did it wellAs firemen we understand That death's a card dealt in our hand A card we hope we never play But one we hold there anywayThat card is something we ignore As we crawl across a weakened floor For we know we're the only prayer For anyone that might be thereSo remember as you wipe your tears The joy I knew throughout the years As I did the job I loved to do I pray that thought will see you through.Author Unknown