Saw you smiling on the stage
We felt the music in the day
Whisky bottle takes its toll
Thank god there’s rock and roll
Silent currents in the wind
To which you’ve given everything
Some are more like sacred chants
Our words of remembrance
When the wind hits you in the face you still leave a trace
When the wind turns us into ghosts don’t just float
Let’s fly again
Ever since I was a kid
I watched what those drumsticks did
Guts and glitter stole the show
My timing was always slow
Silent currents bouncing free
Like kinetic energy
Out of nowhere they collide
Sound and color amplified
When the wind hits you in the face you still leave a trace
When the wind turns us into ghosts don’t just float
Let’s fly again
When the lights in the park are flickering that’s my ghost in the wind
When the lights in the park are flickering I see your ghost in the wind
When the lights in the park are flickering that’s my ghost in the wind
When the lights in the park are flickering I see your ghost let’s fly again
December Friend 