I can still see the shadow of your ghost Staring on right lost at sea I can still feel the wind beneath my shoes Lifting me on up so I can breathe
I can still see the red from the show She was a fine ship yes indeed I can still see the old man Diving on down the fine quays
Be what you be In all that you are Be what you be In all that you are Oh, be what you be In all that you are Are, in all that you are
I can still see my trails from the Moon The compass for my shadow as it falls I can still feel my angel Come knocking at my door, she told me
Be what you be In all that you are Be what you be In all that you are Be what you be In all that you are Are, in all that you are
Be what you be In all that you are Be what you be In all that you are Oh, be what you be In all that you are You be what you be In all you are You be what you be In all that you are Yeah, in all that you are
