I don’t want the sun to part the
curtains of dirt
And wake you from the sleep I put you to
I don’t want drops of rain to trickle
down
And dampen your peaceful shroud
Where can I bury you, my love?
Where can I bury you?
I don’t want you to listen to songs of
hope
And reach out for the life above
I don’t want you to grab on to words of
courage
And drag yourself away from the truth
Where can I bury you, my love?
Where can I bury you?
Where no one will ever find you
Where no voice will ever reach you
Where no light will ever trace you
Where can I bury you, my love?
Where can I bury you?
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