It's been two years now, since you were called away But it's as clear to me as if it were yesterday I still feel lost, though I see the way ahead, is clear Your inspiration is felt both far and near Ride on brother, ride on the wind In your short glorious life, you never sinned You stood up, you loved your land But it's a white thing they don't understand I never thought I would ever feel this low But when I visit places that the two of us used to go I feel so empty, like a part of me has died And I've lost count of the times I've sat alone and cried All things have ryhme and reason, all things begin and end I feel proud and honoured that I could call you friend You turned a flickering flame into raging fire Yeah, I flet the burning of freedom, pride, love and desire Your memory will never fade, your story never go unheard Like me, my son will understand the power of your word So Ian, once again this song I sing for you Forever in my thoughts and in everything I do...