Gene
For the Dead
With every wind I hear you sing
"You will be fine"
With every note stuck in your throat
"This is your time" but

Everyone is just walking away from me
Am I really that nasty
All the dust and dirt affects my skin
Everyone is just turning away from me
Am I really that dirty
It's dark and cold, so let me in

Oh yes, I'm in love with this land of plenty
Full of folks that still are friendly
I've lost my will, but still I see some hope

Give me a rope, I'll take it gladly
Find me a tree, make sure it's sturdy
Bye ma, it's my time to go
Yes, this one's for the dead

With every wind, oh I hear you sing
"You will be fine"
With every note stuck in your throat
"This is your time" but