Four stars and a life left to go Waving hollow good-byes I feel the weight of it solid and slow I feel all of it and I must go First look to the gathering seas Find the strength of it burying me Count my honors with the folks that we know I feel all of it and I must go Bind my hands with a rope made of kin Sew the scars of it deep and within Bring the blood and the blessings this way I feel all of it right where we lay Four stars and a life left to go