Walking Higher-Heather Nova

I carry you with me, A ghost inside And in these shattered arms, You're still alive. I carry you with me, A holy shrine And dogs and angels follow Right behind. And could I be walking higher, Could I be right beside her ?. The bones they buried, Will feed the trees But every word you ever spoke, Is still in me. And couldI be walking higher, Could I be right beside her ?. And I will feel for you in the music, And I will send that river home. And I will cry for you sometimes, When the night is down. And I raise my head up to the mountains, Talk to the birds and I fly, 'Cause the spirit lives on, When the body dies. And could I be walking higher, Could I be right beside her? Could I be walking higher, Could I be right beside her?