love goodbye you re still gardening outside some will live and some will die when it s quiet you hear animals at night some can swim and some can fly some breathe fire but i see shadows on the hillside and i hear voices in the wind chime so if i m not here in the morning then i ll see you on the other side cut from the vine but the spirit made me wine above the house let me show you what i found there is nothing of me now but the sound take your time bring the firewood inside grow your hair and i ll grow mine water dries around our old chair garlic mixes in my old brine follow me down to the river come and meet me on the other side cut from the vine but the spirit made me wine