Have you ever had the privilege a dog’s company to walk
To walk at the dawn it’s like receiving, receiving a visit from a friend
Someone who came to relive memories
Or protect you
Who cares about you, walk besides you for a while
Or with your steps last
It’s easy to feel when the universe rests and what remains is compassion
It’s a privilege to give a toast in the evening
See things differently
Take off your armour, and move on without fighting
Because what’s ahead is ready, what’s ahead is ready
One man, one night, a good dog and their lives
The pleasure of stepping on that side, no one to see
Freedin us accepting what you were born for, rest in the arms of chance
Have you ever wondered where you are?
What life really means?
Everything comes down to who is with you nothing else
One man, one night, a good dog and their lives
