May my lying down acquaint me with my grave
From this life it will save
I know I’m prone to sin, one day I’ll be whole
These aching bones don’t hold my soul
Hold my soul. Hold my soul
These aching bones don’t hold my soul

Someday I will die
I’ll rest and leave this body
Not up in the sky
Will you ever find me
Someday I’ll be gone
I’ll rest and leave this vessel
But not here, I’m moving on
In peace will I settle

Oh, they’ll dig through all of the rock and stone
With hopes of giving rest to my
Rest to my skin, my skin and bone
They may take this absent vessel
They may take and put it out to sea
Not the Atlantic or Pacific I’ll be
I will be. I will be

May I never lose the heart of the restless
When my eyes they close in death
And when my body is breathless
May I never lose the heart of a vagrant
When I’m buried in the depths
And when my body is vacant