Softly we must go. And a beautiful Mean Mary song.

Softly we must go.

Softly we go, you and me.

We had danced in many dangerous storms 

and we wanted more.

Baby sweet, honey, my love.

We need shoeless days,

we need to hear the song of the sea.

We need the morning sun on our face and

more easy days.

Softly we must go,

tried to find people who can smile,

we are trying to find a colorless world 

where every child had shelter, food and they are safe.

Softly we must go, hand in hand.

Praying to the Goddess of the Pacific Ocean.

Please allow me to know one day of peace.

Coyote