©1997 Andrew Calhoun, recorded on Shadow of a Wing

Maybe you decided—maybe you just know 
A flame that burns so brightly is destined soon to go 
Before you'd leave this earthly place, I'd have you sure of this 
Your name's engraved within a heart where you'd be sorely missed 

Beauty on your banner, death at your back door 
Will knock again as foe or friend, you've heard the sound before 
If I could face him down for you, I'd shout him down the years 
I'd hide you in my closet, and guard you with my tears 

Not every ghost is holy, not every cause is just 
Not every haunting brings you down, not every star is crossed 
Your burden's only what you choose, the how of being who 
And destiny may bend its mind to one whose heart is true