Around that time a strange dream began to haunt me some wicked thought made me realize there was something I was about to learn before Neal came about
Now it was gone, right out of my hands and then time took care of all the rest
I kept searching my memories just to remember if I heard anything. I couldn't tell if I'd get back
To that ghost who stood beyond the wasteland
And held those arms up before we crossed the river
I am sure he had to be The Shadow Traveller
At once I sat, and told him all about the dream I had about the darkness that followed me across the river, and just how cruel it felt
To be taken before I got to the other side
What could it be? I wondered and assumed it was myself, 'neath the weight of the night. That wasn't true.
Well, something, someone...
Now that I remember, the words I heard were wrong death will never blame us into heaven and who wants to die?
To that ghost who stood beyond the wasteland
And held those arms up before we crossed the river
I am sure he had to be The Shadow Traveller
I went looking for my new found truth the broken dreams live there too
Jack, where will you find that wonderful crowd?
"I will find them in the West."
Now that I remember, the words I heard were wrong death will never blame us into heaven and who wants to die?