Walking Higher

I carry you with me,

A ghost inside

And in these shattered arms,

You're still alive.

I carry you with me,

A holy shrine

And dogs and angels follow

Right behind.

And could I be walking higher,

Could I be right beside her ? .

The bones they buried,

Will feed the trees

But every word you ever spoke,

Is still in me.

And couldi be walking higher,

Could I be right beside her ? .

And I will feel for you in the music,

And I will send that river home.

And I will cry for you sometimes,

When the night is down.

And I raise my head up to the mountains,

Talk to the birds and I fly,

'cause the spirit lives on,

When the body dies.

And could I be walking higher,

Could I be right beside her?

Could I be walking higher,

Could I be right beside her?