It's been two years now, since you were called away
But it's as clear to me as if it were yesterday
I still feel lost, though I see the way ahead, is clear
Your inspiration is felt both far and near
Ride on brother, ride on the wind
In your short glorious life, you never sinned
You stood up, you loved your land
But it's a white thing they don't understand
I never thought I would ever feel this low
But when I visit places that the two of us used to go
I feel so empty, like a part of me has died
And I've lost count of the times I've sat alone and cried
All things have ryhme and reason, all things begin and end
I feel proud and honoured that I could call you friend
You turned a flickering flame into raging fire
Yeah, I flet the burning of freedom, pride, love and desire
Your memory will never fade, your story never go unheard
Like me, my son will understand the power of your word
So Ian, once again this song I sing for you
Forever in my thoughts and in everything I do...
