Friday, 20 September 2024

Grave by George Ogilvie

I could be found

out on the corner making my way down

to where you'll let me leave my body again

out of focus wonder when the time ran out


I could be tamed

for a moment then you walk over my grave

where we'd lay and dream the weather away

until we went insane


So lower me down


We could have been

that heaven we've been missing

it's all hope but no action

it's all hope but no action


So lower me down


There I lay for a week knowing nothing else

Lower me down

Don't walk over my grave

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