When wild geese
Go heading south
Nobody dares to speak your name aloud
Don't make no sense
Can't even try
Three years ago today you took your life

From Highway 2 the sunlight winks
Between the trees stretched on the ground like ink
The world spins, just as planned
Your mother holds your ashes in her hands

And this song is but a prayer
That you were welcomed easier somewhere
You are the wind, that's what you chose
You are the grass
But you're always close
You're always close
You're always close
You're always close
You're always close