Prayer of the Woods

On My Way Back Getting back to town isn't as easy as it seems When you've been up all night with bad dreams I dreamt that I was falling backwards into the air Flying alone Wasn't malice, wasn't fair The smell of gasoline, from the handle and the cap

Final Song When my race on this earth is run When I take one final trip When I fly into the horizon When my body has lost its grip Won't you think of me in a good light Won't you think of me with a smile Won't you think of me by the water Won't you t