Bones in the Sky (Album Version)

Up through the branches

The stars shine above on the arroyos and mesas you loved

And as the moon rises, the black mountain mourns

For the old friend he'll look on no more

Jacks-in-the-Pulpit, bones in the sky

Long winding rivers that never ran dry

And the secrets she gathered from the wild blowing sands

Breathed in her heart and her hands

I sing to your spirit where all my dreams dwell

The vision--the freedom, the life lived so well

And I sing in your canyons and the echoes ring clear

And I wish somehow you may still hear