I saw him on the other path
his eyes disguised by rage...

Sitting by a lake of dreams,
I miss your gentle touch...

Tar clogs up your alveoli
Nicotine cravings wake you all nigh...

If you stood on the highest of mountains
and softly whispered my name...

Remember those who fell for thee,
Who fought for every right...

Remember those who hurt you
Remember those who cared...

As I gaze into the soft night sky
I see a thousand sights...

Down through the village of little meed
flows through a river wide...

After it happened
I saw your reflection...

When my last tear falls
Under the stars...