There she lays in that bronze plated casket
The little girl I played with at home.
She'll be lowered down soon to molder
in the grave and turn to bone.
I wanna shake her and by somehow
awaken her and tell her let's go out and play.
Get up little baby... Don't act so lazy
We can just up and run away.
But now the violins are playing and
some bastard is praying
And they're closing the lid on your life.
The last time I'll carry you
Is to take you and bury you.
I kissed you and told you good-night.
Please wait for me in the light.
Chris 7/30/12
The little girl I played with at home.
She'll be lowered down soon to molder
in the grave and turn to bone.
I wanna shake her and by somehow
awaken her and tell her let's go out and play.
Get up little baby... Don't act so lazy
We can just up and run away.
But now the violins are playing and
some bastard is praying
And they're closing the lid on your life.
The last time I'll carry you
Is to take you and bury you.
I kissed you and told you good-night.
Please wait for me in the light.
Chris 7/30/12
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