Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Further in, grandmother; grandfather, hold my hand
As I go on through this life and try to understand
The beauty of your faces I will never see again
But I know you're with me now leading me further in
Further in, you friends of mine, they led me further in
I know I've hurt you many times and I've helped you and I will again
You to me and me to you, and us to all of them
The circle that will ever grow as we go further in
Further in, O my love, take me further in
Past the place where love hides its face and down to where we begin
So deep in this mystery, my tears on yours depend
And they like some wild river flow as we go further in