We saw the stars above the sea A thousand lights, a symphony The night was dressed in silver blue The world still felt like something true Then came a sound beneath the floor A shudder passing through the core And in the eyes of those nearby We saw the birth of fear and why A trembling hand, a silent prayer A child was crying somewhere there We looked at one another's eyes And played beneath the fading skies So we played... While the world went dark While the sea climbed high And the cold winds howled We played... For the ones who cried For the ones who held Their loved ones tight And if our hands could ease their pain We'd play until the end While the world went dark We played... A mother held her baby near And kissed away the child's fear A man stood frozen by the rail His whispered words were lost to gale We saw a husband kiss his wife As if to give her half his life We saw the brave, the lost, the torn The dreams that died before the dawn The decks grew cold beneath our feet The waves came closer, dark and deep Yet every note became a flame A small defiance in the rain So we played... While the world went dark While the sea climbed high And the cold winds howled We played... For the ones who cried For the ones who held Their loved ones tight And if our hands could ease their pain We'd play until the end While the world went dark We played... We were afraid... God knows, we were We felt the cold invade the air Our fingers numb, our vision blurred Yet still we played each fading word Was it courage? Was it grace? Or just the need to fill that space? Where hope had fled and hearts were breaking Where even time had stopped its waking And somewhere in that endless night A violin still held the light Not for glory, not for fame Just so the lost could hear their names And then... The voices disappeared The final cries No longer near The mighty ship began to fall The sea became a shroud for all We played... As the heavens disappeared As the dark consumed the stars And the end drew near We played... For the love that could not stay For the lives we could not save As the night took them away And when the final notes were gone When there was no one left to hear We gave the dark our final song And let the silence draw us near No more cries... No more pain... No more music in the rain... Just the sea... And the night... And the stars still shining bright... We played... We played... Until the silence came…. In memory of all the lives lost on that tragic night... And in loving tribute to the eight men of the Titanic's orchestra... The men who chose to play on, while the world around them fell silent. Wallace Hartley - Thirty-three. John Law Hume - Twenty-one. Georges Alexandre Krins - Twenty-three. John Frederick Preston Clarke - Thirty. Percy Cornelius Taylor - Thirty-two. John Wesley Woodward - Thirty-two. William Theodore Ronald Brailey - Twenty-four. Roger Marie Bricoux - Twenty. May their music live forever. And may we never forget... The men who played until the very end.
