Remembering Ayman Taha

This blog is dedicated to Ayman Abdel-Rahman Ali Taha, who died a soldier in Iraq on December 30, 2005. He was a loving father, husband, and son, beloved brother, nephew, cousin and friend whose loss we are heartbroken over. Rest in Peace, until we meet again. Please send comments for the blog to: the_taha_family@yahoo.com.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Ayman's Song

Ayman's Song was written by Kathleen Collins. You will find the lyrics below and a link is provided so that you may view the live performance.

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Ayman's Song

Verse I


I saw a shooting star today
overhead, streaking by.
I reached up to touch it, hoping,
wishing,
to dip my fingers in the fire
It was quick and it was wild,
beautifully untamed, so high.
There in its space above us all,
to dance and twinkle all night long

CHORUS I

And inside the light I saw you, Ayman,
as beautiful and blinding as the sun,
un-stoppable, immortal, outside our realm.

Still now, even though you’ve passed on, you show your face
just for a second to give us hope, to give us a bitter-sweet smile,
to make us see the lives beyond lives.

Still now, you earn our respect
Still now, you make us want to be
closer to the light, closer to what’s right.

VERSE II

I saw a shooting star today, dancing, having fun.
I reached up to grab its hand, hoping to join along.
It was there one sec and then it was gone,
but it still shines in our minds all day and night long.

The star is unforgettable when I look up to the sky,
Cause your memory paints the night with your beautiful sunrise.

CHORUS II

And inside the light I saw you, Ayman,
as beautiful and blinding as the sun,
un-stoppable, immortal, outside our realm.
Still now, even though you’ve passed on, you show your face
just for a sec to give us hope, to give us a bitter-sweet smile,
to make us see the lives beyond lives.
Still now, you earn our respect
Still now, you make us want to be
closer to the light, closer to what’s right.

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