Rain of Dirt

Dearly beloved,
We are gathered here today in memory of the dawn
And mourn the passing of the sun,
Notwithstanding the unforgiven tides of humanity
Lay him down among his sanity.
Necessarily with words and music raised
This road unpaved.

Now we lay us down to death
And pray all fear has from us fled.

Close the Bible, drop the rose,
Untitled harmonies in shades of gold,

Now we lay us-
Now we lay us-

Dearly beloved,
Rise with me to sing the songs
In melody slow and octaves strong.
Raise your hands and drop your eyes
To the grave, to the one inside.

Look up from hell and hold my hand
Take your blame and understand.

Close the Bible, grip the rose,
Hold it up, the bloom re-grows.

Dearly departed,
Now we’ve laid us down to death,
Hold my hand and hold your breath…