Bones to dust. How death has done it's part. Old smiles fade like forgotten stars. Life is dust. The body's been ripped apart. No smiles stay when they never start. A day to celebrate and a few before his grave. With this name he'll navigate through dreams of days that devastate. With my paws I'll claw my way through mountains with my cavalcade. And when my pads do crack and bleed, I'll drink my share of salty sea. Raze the meadow and bring the bullfrogs. I'll dine in shadow and sleep with the fox. Cake my face with dirt. I'll confide only in the sun. Oh sun he's scorched the windmill and destroyed her white dress. Now she swings the lantern out of rage and distress. God bless her soul. How life spins out of control. When you live this life of lust and crime you can't help but collect some grime. But I saw you in the tall grass, putting flowers in a basket and weaving them in through your hair, some of which went damn near bare. How she kept on picking and whistling her tunes, I will never understand. She howled at the moon.
Lay here. Keep warm. So sure.
Keep whistling and keep waitin cause I'll be seein you.
Keep spinnin and keep smilin cause I'll be seein you.
Keep sleepin and keep dreamin cause I'll be seein you.
Keep talkin and keep reachin cause I'll be seein you once we've both crossed this bridge.
I'll keep listenin and keep dreamin cause I'll be seein you once we've both crossed this bridge.
I'll be seein you, once we've both crossed this bridge.