Ghost in the rushes,
Please come out,
But only watch as we pass on by.
Forgive us for disturbing your long
And restless sleep. If you let us,
We’ll make our way carefully by.
Spirit of the swamp,
Please take no offense.
We give no pretense or lies.
It won’t be long, sir, and
We’ll be on our way once
The Lord Sun does fully rise.
Good day to you, lost soul.
We pray you find your way
With our offering of fruit and rye.
Thank you for you kindness
In staying your hand and
Only watching as we pass on by.