Have you ever had the privilege a dog’s company to walk To walk at the dawn it’s like receiving, receiving a visit from a friend Someone who came to relive memories Or protect you Who cares about you, walk besides you for a while Or with your steps last It’s easy to feel when the universe rests and what remains is compassion It’s a privilege to give a toast in the evening See things differently Take off your armour, and move on without fighting Because what’s ahead is ready, what’s ahead is ready One man, one night, a good dog and their lives The pleasure of stepping on that side, no one to see Freedin us accepting what you were born for, rest in the arms of chance Have you ever wondered where you are? What life really means? Everything comes down to who is with you nothing else One man, one night, a good dog and their lives