A letter received from, his brother in uniform
That he'd been waiting for three long years
While he was fighting at sea
There was nothing he forgot to mention
The words so clear and concise
Would it all be different,
If he had known it's the last time?
This is a story, a dying wish fullfilled
You can't evade what we've been thinking of
And sprinkle your fairy dust
Laying carpet over the top
Instead of sweeping it up
We can all still learn to trust
Under the shadow of
Those defining moments left
In the wake of the search
HMS Aldenham, sank in the morning of December 44, news was
Received he was lost to the sea
The words he wrote never forgotten
So clear and concise
''Look after I for me''
Now we know it's the last time
This is a story, a dying wish fullfilled
You can't evade what we've been thinking of
And sprinkle your fairy dust
Laying carpet over the top
Instead of sweeping it up
We can all still learn to trust
Under the shadow of
Those defining moments left
In the wake of the search
Some times when disaster strikes,
You never could imagine
That things would turn out right, never forgotten
This is a story, a dying wish fullfilled
You can't evade what we've been thinking of
And sprinkle your fairy dust
Laying carpet over the top
Instead of sweeping it up
We can all still learn to trust
Under the shadow of
Those defining moments left
In the wake of the search
That he'd been waiting for three long years
While he was fighting at sea
There was nothing he forgot to mention
The words so clear and concise
Would it all be different,
If he had known it's the last time?
This is a story, a dying wish fullfilled
You can't evade what we've been thinking of
And sprinkle your fairy dust
Laying carpet over the top
Instead of sweeping it up
We can all still learn to trust
Under the shadow of
Those defining moments left
In the wake of the search
HMS Aldenham, sank in the morning of December 44, news was
Received he was lost to the sea
The words he wrote never forgotten
So clear and concise
''Look after I for me''
Now we know it's the last time
This is a story, a dying wish fullfilled
You can't evade what we've been thinking of
And sprinkle your fairy dust
Laying carpet over the top
Instead of sweeping it up
We can all still learn to trust
Under the shadow of
Those defining moments left
In the wake of the search
Some times when disaster strikes,
You never could imagine
That things would turn out right, never forgotten
This is a story, a dying wish fullfilled
You can't evade what we've been thinking of
And sprinkle your fairy dust
Laying carpet over the top
Instead of sweeping it up
We can all still learn to trust
Under the shadow of
Those defining moments left
In the wake of the search