wanderers this morning came by
where did they go
graceful in the morning light
to follow you softly
in the cold mountain air
through the forest
down to your grave
where the birds wait
and the tall grasses wave
they do not
know you anymore
dear shadow alive and well
how can the body die
you tell me everything
anything true
in the town one morning i went
staggering through premonitions of my death
i don't see anybody that dear to me
dear shadow alive and well
how can the body die
you tell me everything
anything true
jesse
i don't know what i have done
i'm turning myself to a demon
i don't know what i have done
i'm turning myself to a demon