I close my eyes, the lantern dies
The scent of awakening, wild honey and dew.
Childhood games, woods and lakes,
Streams of silver, toys of olden days.

Meadows of Heaven.
Meadows of Heaven.

The flowers of wonder and the hidden treasures,
In the meadow of life, my acre of Heaven.
A five-year-old winter heart in a place called home
Sailing the waves of past.

Meadows of Heaven.
Meadows of Heaven.
Meadows of Heaven.
Meadows of Heaven.

Rocking chair without a dreamer,
A wooden swing without laughter.
Sandbox without toy soldiers,
Yuletide without the flight.

Dreambound for life.

Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
Until I see the first star of fall.
I fall asleep and see it all:
Mother’s care and color of the sky.

Meadows of Heaven.
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Lyrics by Nightwish

I heard this song randomly, and thought it fit how Spirit after he died, in his afterlife. He awakens to find himself in an endless field (or meadow in this case) and its beautiful. His scars are gone and he feels whole again. But then fresh wounds start to appear where his scars had been, and the grass and flowers die, the sky goes dark and the ground splits.

Spirit and Tigan are © to me