
Pass The Torch
I will pass on the torch,
That holds the Rhoads' flame,
Through the darkness of days,
Through the stillness of tame,
I will pass on the light of his teaching,
To my future children I'll pass his wing,
I can hear the wind whispers his name,
Do you not hear the same?
His memory will live on,
His light forever shone,
His memory will never die,
The skies above are clear,
I can feel him near,
Can you?
Simon Fielder