From the recording 1915
Written and recorded in the room upstairs
Lyrics
Relief can be so strange
But your mind can change
Even when the very worst pieces remain
And smiling in the wake
Of all you’ve faced
Is as much rebellion as anyone can make
And not all souls today are really gone
I know it takes a lot to make it to the dawn
And all our souls, will they
All carry on
And on and on and on and on
Belief in something you can’t name
It doesn’t have to be framed
As a fairy tale, or God, or form as fickle as faith
But from what we know today
All I really can say
Is the energy it goes and goes and goes beyond the grave