I Have Seen Where the Wolf Has Slept By the Silver Stream...

Hey now it's me, Sugarmag. Today is a sad day because Zoooma's dog Cassidy died today. Our dogs bring us so much happiness but they don't live long enough, and it is such a painful loss when they are no longer with us. My heart goes out to you, Zoooma.

I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream.
Ah child of countless trees, ah child of boundless seas.


What are you, what are you meant to be?
Speaks his name for you were born to me,
Born to me, Cassidy.

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac.
I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back.
Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green.

Blow the horn, tap the tambourine.
Close the gap on the dark years in between.
You and me, Cassidy.

Quick beats in an icy heart, catch colt draws a coffin cart,
There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry.

Flight of the seabirds,
Scattered like lost words,
Wheel to the storm and fly.
Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by its own design.
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.
Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by its own design.
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.