These streets won't bear my name
For I wouldn't want them to
My name belongs in the endless sky
Engraved beside the thoughts of you

And the clouds will collect our story
That will ripple and fade with time
Ghosts of the past will gather together
To hear the last echos of our epic rhyme

The words will carry past over the seas
They will whisper in the sweet breeze
They'll rustle under the shade of the trees
They'll come back to bring lost souls their release

No the streets won't bear our names
For we were born to be free
Forever running, sailing, and flying away
To wherever it is we please