00:09The calendar turned past 87th sun, leaving ghosts of the songs that had to run.
00:19I found a record spinning on a dusty shelf, a man who sang a song beyond himself.
00:29I heard him drop down to that bottom floor, singing a beautiful life and a whole lot more.
00:39He was a baritone with a bass man's heart, tearing the veil of the music apart.
00:49He touched me with a resonance that reached the soul, making the quartet and the sinner feel whole.
00:58He found the low note, then carried the morning through the deep of the night.
01:06He carried the morning through the deep of the night.
01:10I had to know the man who spoke so deep, a resonance that was a promise he'd keep.
01:20It wasn't just a gimmick or a trick of the breath.
01:25It was a life that spoke beyond the silence of death.
01:29Now he's singing in the heavens, choir in the sky.
01:34But that Sunday stillness never said goodbye.
01:40He was a baritone with a bass man's heart, tearing the veil of the music apart.
01:50He touched me with a resonance that reached the soul, making the quartet and the sinner feel whole.
01:59He found the low note, then carried the morning through the deep of the night.
02:06He carried the morning through the deep of the night.
02:11I never met the man who sang that song, but his voice has been with me all along.
02:20A legacy of harmony that stays so true, a resonance meant just for me and you.
02:29Rest easy, baritone bass man, that beautiful life still sings on.
