Imagine you held

so tight your best friend

left him to fly

and never could reach him

Standing at the peak where two waves meet

Are you just behind the other side of music?

Peering like a flower never taught to grow

Someone fond of living always will remember



Chorus:

We are blessed, we endure

(I am blessed, I will endure)



Our eyes always looked

dark and the same

what does he see

who returns his smile?

And when Cars a sword its wit that stings

Now he will be used in our Fathers army

Not as one who kills but one who always heals

Can I take his burden, who am I to follow?



One who travels knows too well

the panicked call from the truck stop

I held tight to the phone booth

envisioning last night and Cars last mountain drive