Don't give up the ship.
In remembrance of our mom Iris, who passed away this week, I'm posting the lyrics to this song Matt wrote more than a few years back (one of my favorites) that keeps running through my head (and out of my mouth). It's called Don't give up the ship , and here it is: Well, it grieves me when I see you in some moldy homemade raft You've no life jacket, there's no precautions You're spinning downstream and you're laughing Well, I'm not about to stop you I've not the will and I've not the means Still I stand here like I'm waiting A world without you I've never seen You say, read it off the flag, boy Don't give up the ship says the flag that flies above the turbulent waves Don't give up the ship Be a fool and hold the course away from the shore Sailor learns something from each splinter in those old and creaking boards Now you're not apt to change your reasons You'll never reinvent the doors that led you ...