Dead Man's Eyes
A narrow path through hallowed groundsA silent walk among the cloudsA pile of stones hidden in the pineOnly seen through dead man’s eyes
Autumn leaves turn brandy wineFall and dance in the wind outsideA shadow wanders though the fogSearching for the light it lost
I’m not afraidBecause I’m not aloneShe’s waiting thereTo carry me home
A lifetime written in his weathered red faceEvery triumph, every fall from graceAnother winter's come and goneIt won’t be long
I’m not afraidBecause I’m not aloneShe’s waiting thereTo carry me home
I’m coming home,I’m coming home!