MUD AND DIRT ALL AROUND
A QUIET PLACE TO REST
SIX FEET UNDER GROUND
AS THE BUGS BEGIN TO NEST

DARK, WET AND COLD
ALL ALONE IN THIS SMALL SPACE
AS MY BODY GROWS OLD
AND MY MIND BEGINS TO RACE

DO THEY WONDER DO THEY CARE
WITH THE AIR THEIR BREATHING
IS THIS EVEN FARE
AS MY SOUL BEGINS LEAVING

KNOWING I'VE DONE WRONG
LEAVING BEHIND THE BROKEN PARTS
THIS IS WHERE I BELONG
THOUGH THERE WILL BE MANY EMPTY HEARTS

NOW AS I CLOSE MY EYES
I'M SEEING THE LIGHT SO BRIGHT
MY BODY BEGINS TO RISE
THEN FADES PLAIN OUT OF SIGHT

AM I HERE AM I GONE
WHAT IS LEFT OF ME
CAN THEY CARRY ON
WITHOUT THE LIFE THEY CAN'T SEE

THERE ONCE WAS LOVE
TILL THE BODY WENT COLD
MY SOUL IS FREE AS A DOVE
FLYING SO HIGH STRONG AND BOLD