Song of the Quilt
Words & Music: Pat Drummond

She's building a quilt for Christopher (Apricot and Floral Rose)
For her niece's first born baby, patches from the bridesmaid's bows.
Bringing all the bright emotions from this bolt of family.
Baby's blocks and Auntie's Favourites. 'Please remember me'.
She's building a teddybear for Brooke,
Patches from her uniform,
Calico for childhood friends to leave their messages upon
When those days of school are over, that Bear will hold her history;
(What was it Anita wrote there?) 'Please remember me'

There are stories in these stitches, painstakingly tied; bound with love and pride.
They're the pieces of the patchwork in the quilts we call our lives.
We are all unfinished projects; Twists and Texas stars; separate from our hearts,
Till we're gathered up and bound with love, and taken home at last.

May this quilt bequeath you comfort;
Keep you warm and free from harm
When you take it's folds around you, I will hold you in my arms
When we're somewhat old and faded, as we're someday bound to be
Rest your hands where mine have laboured. 'Please remember me.'

There are stories in these stitches, painstakingly tied;
bound with love and pride.
They're the pieces of the patchwork in the quilts we call our lives.
We are all unfinished projects; Twists and Texas stars;
separate from our hearts,
Till we're gathered up and bound with love, and taken home at last.