THE FERRYMAN from MIRRORS by Moondog Rivers

Carry to the edge of the sea
All of your belongings for me
And darling of mine that will be
Your token to forever sleep

There will be a man near the lodge
As gray and as old as the fog
Say to him that I sent you there
Then hand him over your precious fare

I'm afraid there is no medicine prince
Never was and never has been since
You heard it in a story that way
I wish I could tell you the same

I wish I could tell you the same
That time has not numbered your days
But I have tried every wishing well
And I have tried every magic spell

All the days you've walked on the earth
Every footprint made in the dirt
It does not end here with this song
Beloved, I believe you go on

Maybe as a bird in the sky
Maybe as a star way up high
All you need is garlic and gold
The ferryman will guide you, I'm told

Sail on by away
Sail on by away
Sail on by away
Sail on by away

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