A gathering of spirits
A scattering of souls
We all are born naked
Some will grow old
Can't eavesdrop on the future
Or tap dance to the past
Time can't be measured
But this moment will last
A stillness had fallen
In the high desert snow
A bird flew out of nowhere
With nowhere to go
The ghost heart stays with her
When she's alone in the dark
No one can see
But they hear the dogs bark
Gypsy Epilogue was written by Tony Joe White & LeAnn White.