When I look up in the sky
And I see your spirit soar
Mindful that I'm stuck down here
Thinking of before
I pray I cross your mind
As you sail among the clouds
And that you'll visit me
The next time you come around
I loved you with my all
But only pulled you down
I should've known my heart
Would keep you anchored on the ground
I've let you go, my dear
As you fly into the sky
I hope your fading thoughts of me
Will pass you by-and-by
Rime Of The Ancient Mariner
He wore it aneck until redeemed. A death a view and a hope here.