Everyone will sing songs of lost mothers Every debt will be paid in the end Lives lived will be brought back into focus As each one looses the place where it begins Please tell them I said I'm sorry I knew not all that I did This message carried hopefully will carry Much more weight than words of men down here Feel your losses you'll know that it's October
Stretched out short days eat you from within Lives lived brought back homeward I'm leaving home again Please tell me it's not the last time Though that day awaits keep it far from here There's still much work we've to get done Your lighthouse is burning my travels clean