the grave
cry, the spirit made
as it wandered woefully
on a lonely autumns day
in putney vale cemetery
when will I be free
the spirit cried
take me away from here
the spirit cried
take me away from here
the spirit cried
before it disappeared
before it disappeared
behind a grave
grave stone,
faded bones
faded bones
and flesh////
(all gone)
we're going to die
(all gone)
we're going to die
