Old Man Brown

Old Man Brown
Reads his paper on the lounge
No one called this time around
This house won't make a sound
The memories surround

Mom of three
She helped them reach their dreams
Hopes they're back by Christmas eve
There's longing in between
What's next she can't conceive

Could that be me someday?
Not far away
Could that be me someday?
And is that ok

Brought to church
Sings the songs but cannot stand
A child shakes his hand
He asks this wounded man
Was pain part of God's plan?

Smiles at you
Not sure he knows you're there
What's behind that thoughtful stare?
Does he know he brought us here
That we remember all those years?

Could that be me someday?
Not far away
Could that be me someday?
Is that ok?

New born babe
Small and unashamed
Once I was just the same
That peace I will reclaim
From birth I've been sustained



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Richardson
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