The muscle and bone - they encase my heart but never touch my soul.
I`ll save that for the water and its shore, fear makes friends with joy.
And I`ll march slowly and I`ll never forget
How the music stopped or the feel of your breath. (four times)
The flesh and the blood - they keep my body warm but still my mind is cold.
To know what fair is not always fair, but what proves real will never flee.
And I`ll march slowly and I`ll never forget
How that black dress fell upon your white neck.
Grand Isle rests quiet this time of year
And I know you will be leaving soon my dear