From the recording Burning the Boat
Hello, Old Friend
I didn't be so low again
So it seems to me that I'm lost looking lightly on my thoughts
Tell me, Old Friend
Where do our souls and spirit's rise when we die?
And would you tell me Old Friend?
Even if i cried?
Was I there with them alive?
You won't leave me
Try as I may to wander off...
So it seem's to me that I should leave