Under the newborn tree, oh
We left your body in a box.
I've waited for your ghost to
Haunt this home and keep us warm.
I hope you've finally found your way.
Don't you worry,
Death will keep you company.
I've been worried for you.
Abide the ancient words.
Your body turns to soil without a fight.
And I can finally hear your ghost tonight,
But what's the point?
I hope you're too ashamed to speak.
Don't you worry,
Death will keep you company.
I've been worried for you.
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