Family Drug Support - Jeremy Mason

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Jeremy Mason

Jeremy James Mason
Born 4.35pm 29th November 1979
Died by heroin overdose 5.55 pm 14th June 2004
found by his best mate and younger brother Kane, who tried in vain to save him.


This song was written for another troubled young Australian who died at the same age as our Jeremy, 25 years old. On reading all of Jeremy's daily journals this best represents the way his brother Kane and I felt he was searching for at the time of his death. Shelter For My Soul by Bernard Fanning of Powderfinger The end of my days when I'm called to go, Into the open arms of the Holy Ghost To have lived such a life as I have known Fortune follows me, but I'm brave no more. For the great mistakes I will surely pay I'm running low and the devil is on my trail. When fate delivers me all I'm askin for, Is a place to rest and shelter for my soul. Oh if I could spend my days, Free from the prison of your gaze then I could die happy then. Oh if I could spend my days Free from the shadow of my name, Then I could die a happy man. When I'm released from this mortal hole I'll take my leave but I don't wanna go. When fate delivers me all I'm askin for, A place to rest and shelter for my soul.

Memories
Jeremy 10 & Kane 8 Brothers by blood, mates by fate		Jezza doing his favourite thing
His favourite song Mad World, song by Gary Jules album Trading Snakeoil for Wolftickets No tomorrow All around me are familiar faces Worn out places Worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going no where Going no where Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression No expression Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow And I find I kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles its a very very Mad world Mad world Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy birthday Happy birthday And I feel the way that every child should Sit and listen Sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me No one new me Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson Look right through me Look right through me And I find I kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles its a very very Mad world Mad world Enlarging your world Mad world
Jeremy always was the first to try something, a great risk taker, but finally he was beaten, and our war was lost. On 10 July 2004 we placed Jezza's ashes under a snow gum on Mt Buller, returning Jezz to his favourite spot, above the cloud line at the top of a run, listening to the music from the lifts below, now and for eternity.