Farley Mowat

I am crying you are grandmother's best son
Grandmother's number one son now gone
Where will we stand without you Farley
You made Grandmother's land  safe now
For you loved every breath of every thing
People of the deer all sixty of them died
They are waiting for you great ice man
magnificent pure like good whiskey gold
In Mexico I had a dream and received
a message to call you and tell you that
Ruth said there was time to finish your
project and i wondered who was Ruth
I am crying crying crying for you are
the last hope for this God forsaken
country who think driving a pipeline
across the earth is such a good thing