The picture for Daniel. Puerto Lobos for their father. 

“You heard my voice, I came out of the woods by choice. 

Shelter also gave their shade, but in the dark I have no name; so leave that click in my head and I will remember the words that you said. Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart, but I am sure we could see a new start.

So when your hope’s on fire but you know your desire, don't hold a glass over the flame. Don't let your heart grow cold. I wrestled long with my youth, we tried so hard to live in the truth. But do not tell me all is fine, when I lose my head, I lose my spine. So leave that click in my head, and I won't remember the words that you said. You brought me out from the cold. Now, how I long, how I long to grow old.

Hold me fast, cause I'm a hopeless wanderer. And I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I'm under The skies I'm under.”