the songs and chill wet air dipping me into another plane
the spirit tapping my arm as i cross the bridge, i take its
hand

i look out at the ice blue river changing with me my legs
turn to feather and wing

blessed to have my favorite accompany me on my
journey.  blessed for the rock n roll –
the wailing blues

heart song of this place – convert my eyes, shift and bloom
my eye balls with chord changes