I can hear you whisper in the wind
I can hear your waves comes crashing in
You may be gone away but you’re still here
Your guitar is ringing in my ear
The fire of the sun comes up each day
And weeps about the songs you used to play
Something in the way that you move
Whistling a tune we’ll never lose
Now you’re close like a brother
Far up in the sky
Spirit sings to me sweet Lord
Love one another
When the taxman comes to my door
I just spent my last dime at the store
You pick me up and carry me away
And my poor heart can give another way
Now you’re close like a brother
Far up in the sky
Spirit sings to me sweet Lord
Love one another
In this world of stone all things must pass
But I cry for a shadow and a laugh
Out of the blue there’s nothing wrong
I can hear only a northern song
Now you’re close like a brother
Far up in the sky
Spirit sings to me sweet Lord
Love one another
Love one another
Love one another
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