Dear friends
You are angels and drunks
You are Magi
Old friends
You stuck a pin in the map I was in
And this is a note from the roadside
Cutting the breaze of this Tennessee sundown
Came the sound of the voices I know
I've been pondering trees
On the steeliest come-down
And now in the moment I'm home
I've got bluster enough
For the sails of a clipper
And the truth never frays a good yarn
But it struck me to say
While so far away
You were with me today
You are here in my head,
In my heart
Dear friends
You are angels and drunks
You are magi
Old friends
You stuck a pin in the map I was in
And you are the stars
I navigate home by
