i dreamed one time i lost you, crossing the road by the midway. i didn't lose you, you didn't die. oh, thank heavens you're still alive. you helped me be me, i helped you be you. i feel gratitude and a longing to continue. i'll always want to know you and be known by you, and i will keep knowing you, you're in my spirit now, like the clouds and the wind and the song of birds, like the snow and the grass you rolled in on the midway in the sunshine, and i want to hear about your life, your life after me, and dream about that life in mine, and how it was and will be, while you and i in different places walk the same ground.