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