Good morning, good morning.
Where do your frail bones lie?
You're dust in a case.
Spirit in the sky.
Thought I lost it all.
In the blink of an eye.
Still can't believe you died.
And left us here alive.
How you left us here alive.

This afternoon, I swore I saw your body in the Burn.
It was me and my brothers, wearing navy blue blazers.
In the woods, where we'd await your return.
Saw your body as a creek.
Watched your toes push a swan dive, from an eagle's beak.