Spirit of my silence I can hear you But I'm afraid to be near you And I don't know where to begin And I don't know where to begin Somewhere in the desert there's a forest And an acre before us But I don't know where to begin But I don't know where to begin Again I've lost my strength completely, oh be near me, Tired old mare with the wind in your hair Amethyst and flowers on the table, is it real or a fable? Well I suppose a friend is a friend And we all know how this will end Chimney swift that finds me, be my keeper Silhouette of the cedar What is that song you sing for the dead? What is that song you sing for the dead? I see the signal searchlight strike me in the window of my room Well I got nothing to prove Well I got nothing to prove I forgive you, mother, I can hear you And I long to be near you But every road leads to an end Yes every road leads to an end Your apparition pa**es through me in the willows: Five red hens — you'll never see us again You'll never see us again