I can still see the shadow of your ghost
Staring on right, lost at sea
I can still feel the wind beneath my shoes
Lifting me on up so I can breathe

I can still see the red from the show
She was a fine ship, yes indeed
I can still see the old man
Diving on down the fine quays

Be what you be
In all that you are
Be what you be
In all that you are
Oh, be what you be
In all that you are
Are, in all that you are

I can still see my trails from the moon
The compass for my shadow as it falls
I can still feel my angel
Come knocking at my door, she told me

Be what you be
In all that you are
Be what you be
In all that you are
Be what you be
In all that you are
Are, in all that you are

Be what you be
In all that you are
Be what you be
In all that you are
Oh, be what you be
In all that you are

You be what you be
In all you are
You be what you be
In all that you are
Yeah, in all that you are