 Today launches the start of baby loss awareness week. The team, (Ritchie Birnie & Coner Gaffney) got together and created a wonderful song in honour of Molly and ourselves. Which is such a blessing to recieve. This is their story of the song and how it came about..... Several months ago I was feeling pretty low, just stupid things like life, work, no damned live music and I was feeling sorry for myself. In my stupid self pitywidget, I was scrolling through Facebook, and I was instantly ashamed. My good friend and organiser of charity Mearfest had put up his usual upbeat and very positive post asking all his friends to pull all their creative juices together and draw, write or make something for the upcoming Birthday of Molly Mear.For those that do not know Mearfest (www.mearfest.org) is a charity That Brian initially set up in memory of his mother. The idea was to put on a festival of music and all the proceeds to go to charity. This was based around Brian’s love of NWOBHM music. Everyone put their services forward for free, so every penny went towards charity, and that stands true to this day, and it is one of the reasons I support the festival and brand as much as I can. In 2013 Brian and his wife Claire had what I can only imagine being one of the worst kind of news when they were told their babies (Molly) Heart had stopped at 39 weeks. I implore everyone to read Molly’s story on the website as I can never portray what can only be described as every parent’s worst nightmare. I remember the first time I read the story and learning the fact that there are hospitals out there where mothers can give birth in an extraordinary, caring environment, where the most difficult journey is made with dignity, love and understanding, where the facilities provide parents with time after the birth. After this, rather than being swallowed whole with despair, they decided Mearfest should celebrate Molly and that money raised should go to these amazing hospitals. From that day forth, Molly’s handprint has adorned posters, t-shirts and has turned their loss into legacy. This was the reason I was so ashamed at my self-pity, my petty issues were just that, and Brian’s post slapped some sense of perspective into me, and I decided I had to do something. Musically I can just about play a triangle, so there was nowhere I could go with that, but I am a writer and many, many moons ago I used to do poetry(yeah, sue me) so I thought I would give it a go. At the same time, I was very aware Mearfest is entwined with music so I turned to Anchor Lane’s frontman Conor Gaffney to see if he would like to put whatever I came up with to music and without a hint of hesitation he said yes. I went away, and within a few hours, I had my ideas written down and sent over to Conor with the considerable proviso. “If it’s crap, just tell me, you are the musician, and I won’t be offended”. Immediately Conor responded saying he loved it and was grateful for me in trusting he could do a good job (are you mental lad? The boy does not know his own talent). With the agreement he could adapt and move lyrics around off he went. Unbelievably Conor got in touch the next night with the first draft of the song with just Conor and an acoustic, and I was gob smacked, within 24 hours an idea had taken hold and bore fruits, fruits that brought me to tears when I first heard it. Since then Conor has worked and reworked the song to its final version within the video. A special thanks must go to Scott Hanlon also from Anchor Lane for the drum parts added. Within the video, you will see a small portion of the people who support this great cause. Due to Covid Mearfest was cancelled this year, so funds are down and even though they have kept up with raffles, etc. These good causes need our help. Born Sleeping-Lyrics A life of love lost it’s way Before you ever saw the light of day Forever a memory, forever a dream Forever the strength of a lighthouse beam Room 11 full of love and hate Room 11 why do we wait Room 11 where your body was blessed Room 11 where you will rest Born sleeping never hearing the birds Born sleeping gone without words Born sleeping here our paths part Born sleeping forever in our hearts Hero father one soul not saved Loving mother no path to pave As a family while the world still turns As a family with pain that burns Room 11 full of love and hate Room 11 why do we wait Room 11 where your body was bless Room 11 where you will rest Born sleeping never hearing the birds Born sleeping gone without words Born sleeping here our paths part Born sleeping forever in our hearts As the story unfolds Let it grow Of a child lost Long ago They will not stay down They will proclaim Remember Molly’s name Room 11 full of love and hate Room 11 why do we wait Room 11 where your body was bless Room 11 where you will rest Molly’s has a journey that was meant to be hard With a legacy in which she stars From despair, heartache and tears Molly’s grown over the years Born sleeping never hearing the birds Born sleeping gone without words Born sleeping here our paths part Born sleeping forever in our hearts. 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