The Hymn Remained

So little is left except the song He Talked to family dead and gone The door between dreams and reality Opened by nearing mortality Sitting in a chair for days on end Nothing left to do no visiting friend No more work to gain eternity She's right around the corner bidding mournfully But when I'd sing Amazing Grace He'd open his eyes and he'd sing bass When all was gone the hymn remained The final joy in a world of pain Which you rather do pick peas How's the coming herd so to speak Southern Zen from a playful mind now only memories l eft behind But when I'd sing Amazing Grace He'd open his eyes and he'd sing bass When all was gone the hymn remained The final joy in a world of pain Ashes to ashes dust to dust Every parting takes a part of us Something less and somehow something more Reaching out from a farther shore But when I'd sing Amazing Grace He'd open his eyes and he'd sing bass When all was gone the hymn remained The final joy in a world of pain Amazing Grace how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found Was blind but now I see