A letter recieved from his brother in uniform That he'd been waiting on 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'd known it's the last time This is a story, a dying wish fulfilled. You can't evade what we've been thinking of And sprinkle your fairy dust Laying capret 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 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 was the last time Sometimes when disaster strikes You could never imagine that things would turn out right Never forgotten.