the church bell tolls

empty the hearse

I can't forget her final curse

sods fill the grave

I hear her words

in the elms shriek angry birds

they've all gone now

it starts to snow

her spirit just wont let me go

I rarely sleep

my life is tough

they didn't bury her deep enough

ten years go by

her plot's run wild

today's the funeral of our ch...

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