In the spring we made a boat, Out of feathers, out of bones. We set fire to our homes, Walking barefoot in the snow. Distant rhythm of the drum As we drifted towards the storm. Baby lion lost his teeth, Now they're swimming in the sea. Troubled spirits on my chest Where they laid to rest. The birds all, left my tall friend, As your body hit the sand. Million stars up in the sky Formed a tigers eye That looked down on my face, Out of time and out of place. So hold on, Hold on to what we are, Hold on to your heart. Awaken by the sound Of a screaming owl, Chasing leaves in the wind, Going where we've never been. Said goodbye to you my friend As the fire spread. All that's left are your bones That will soon sink like stones.