Heart-Like-Mine: I was just thinking about Ross the other day and wondering how he was doing. How very sad to hear this news. You're right, GG, if we could all be so kind, the world would be a better place indeed. Carol, I'm sorry for your loss of a good friend. I had no idea you had become such good friends. Hugs to you.
I'm not sure what the outcome of this request will be yet but I'll tell you about it anyway. A friend of mine (Linda) who was a part of this board for a very short time a few years ago was very touched by a few of Ross's posts here, so touched in fact that it inspired her to write a song about him. She is a very talented singer-songwriter. She actually sang "House of Dreams" at the Meet and Greet in Stratford about 3 years ago. I've asked her if she would mind sending me the lyrics or maybe posting them herself. So stay tuned ...
I heard back from Linda right away! She says in her email "I just re-read the lyrics and they seem HIGHLY and WEIRDLY appropriate." And then she was going to have a good cry. Something in Ross' spirit moved her right away. I remember her writing this song shortly after Stratford. Maybe someone in Toronto who plans on attending the funeral could print these lyrics out for the family or put them up at the funeral home. Or let me know where the funeral home is, and I can fax them to them. Anyway, here's Ross' song, written by Linda Lucas.
In Some Special Place
In some special place
Where I’ve allowed no one to enter or pass through
I wear a different face
’Cause I’ve found someone so different in you
You’ve moved me with your tears
You’ve saved me with your arms
You’ve kept me warm, love
And sometimes left me cold
You’ve melted all the years away
And left me feeling old
I’ve let myself be bought and then be sold
Looking for my grave
Stop clinging to my soul
Like a shadow on the wall
I can’t help the trembling
But I’ll prevent the fall
Even to my grave
In this special place
The blues are lazy sweet and smoky as your heart
I need a moment’s grace
The way you turned me upside down right from the start
You spoke through my guitar
You have altered who I am
Still I stand and watch you walk away
You’re sure that I will follow
Yet where you are today
You can’t drag me down or make me stay
Or lead me to my grave
Stop clinging to my soul
Like a shadow on the wall
I can’t help the trembling
But I’ll prevent the fall
Even to my grave
In this special place
I’ve gathered up the strength I need to go
In my memory’s lace
Threads of you will weave; somehow I know
I’ll hear your name in crowds
I’ll wonder where you are
But rest assured, love
I will let you go
Some places they are sacred
And you ought to know
You don’t have the right to come and go
And that’s all I’ve got to say
Stop clinging to my soul
Like a shadow on the wall
I can’t help the trembling
But I will never fall
Even to my grave.
"Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life."