Dance Dance for me my brother For I no longer can The spirit is more than willing What cannot is the man For I have done my part Fought in a land far away The lad became a warrior But a heavy price I did pay Gave up both legs But in wisdom I gained This price is so heavy Like a flood from a rain When young I would dance And my spirit would soar Now confined to a wheelchair I can dance no more With the beat of the drum And the pounding of my feet That's the time when my spirit And the eagle's would meet For now I will listen And dream of the time That the feet now moving Those feet were once mine. So dance for me my brother For the boy I had been For when my body is gone My spirit will dance once again. Copyright 2003 by Heathen