Dance

Dance for me my brother
For I no longer can
The spirit is more than willing
What cannot is the man

For I have done my part
Fought in a land far away
The lad became a warrior
But a heavy price I did pay

Gave up both legs
But in wisdom I gained
This price is so heavy
Like a flood from a rain

When young I would dance
And my spirit would soar
Now confined to a wheelchair
I can dance no more

With the beat of the drum
And the pounding of my feet
That's the time when my spirit
And the eagle's would meet

For now I will listen
And dream of the time
That the feet now moving
Those feet were once mine.

So dance for me my brother
For the boy I had been
For when my body is gone
My spirit will dance once again.

Copyright 2003 by Heathen
