I have written this to all who know, and will know, the music of the BeeGees. Robin and his brothers have reached out to us over the years, and the music they have given has carried us through our joy and our tears. Now the question comes, what is the best way to honor Robin's life and all of the brothers? The answer is to let them hear our voices in song whether it is in their souls during silence, or on the streets in their community. Music is the language of love. Let us use it as they have used it for years, and express our love to them.
From his heart he took flight,
Through the darkest of nights,
Providing light in his song,
Showing the full joy of love,
Through the depths of pain,
Bringing joy with a smile,
That we might rise again,
Taking the path he gave,
To where the heart does long.
With his brothers on stage,
They became all the rage,
Legends are born of heart,
Through the changes of years,
We rode through together,
Events of joy and of tears,
We held on to the tether,
From music we cannot part.
Lift up your voice,
Lift up your heart,
Make this your choice,
Make it your start,
For let him hear,
To what is dear,
Unto your soul,
While he is near,
Make it our start,
Make it your choice,
Lift up our hearts,
And use our voice.
It is the language we share,
It sounds throughout the air,
A tool that can seal any rift,
Binding across waters,
Shining brighter than gold,
It is the ageless language,
From beyond days of old,
For in using his voice,
He gave the greatest of gifts.
Using the power of rhyme,
The brothers came in our time,
We carry them in our heart,
With Robin part of the band,
Leaving nothing undone,
Bound together in life,
As love’s song makes us one,
For our hearts beat forever,
And we will never part.
Lift up your voice,
Lift up your heart,
Make this your choice,
Make it your start,
Let him to hear,
To what is dear,
Unto your soul,
While he is near,
Make it our start,
Make it your choice,
Lift up our hearts,
And use our voice.
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