I'll leave a trail behind
To carve my name in stone
To set my soul alight
To gather up my bones
And I go
To my true home
She'll offer up a prayer
To tell it to the sky
To send it through the years
To say it with closed eyes, real slow
She'll hold me and then let me go
Will you lay me down to rest
Would you bottle up my dreams?
Would you hold them to your chest?
Would you scatter them like seeds to be sown?
Would you leave them in the light to grow?
Do think of me in grace
Do think of me in flight
Do visit my old place
In the fading evening light
And so
Do carry it wherever you go
I'll leave a trail behind
To carve my name in stone
To set my soul alight
To gather up my bones
And I go
To my true home