San Mescalito pray for me now por favor
I'm lost on the high range and feeling so strange
and I can't find the door
Lost in the strange way out on the range
Never been here before

I'm free as the dogs and I fly with the crows, na na na na na
I climb on the wind and talk to my friend
And I don't need my clothes

I raised up my head and looked at his face na na na na na
I felt I would die there were pieces of sky
where his eyes should have been.....         Sean Gagnier


I'd love to have the complete lyrics to this song. It is one of the best songs Sean ever wrote, and considering that his writing was excellent all the time, that says something.