

{coyotes howling in the distance} {soft fingerpicked
acoustic guitar
intro}
{gentle slow ambient synthesizer swell} The quiet night is wider than the
sky
The campfire embers softly fade and die
She closed her eyes beneath the mountain pass
And left this world upon the summer grass
{warm intimate fingerpicking} She left this world with her head in my
hands (ahhh) No compass left to guide across these lands
Only the wind to whisper through the trees
Only the cold and bitter evening breeze
{swelling cello enters} {mournful crying cello
solo} {acoustic
guitar
walking bass notes} I buried memories
beside the stream
And woke up lonely
from a golden dream
The saddle is empty
and the trail is long
With only a quiet,
lonesome canyon song
{delicate fingerpicking}
She left this world... (mmmmm)
{cello
fades out}
{coyote howls echo} {guitar chord
rings out}