Under the new born tree, oh.
We left your body in a box.
I've waited for your ghost to haunt this home and keep us warm.
I hope you've finally found your way.

Don't you worry death will keep you company.
I've been worried for you.

Above the ancient room your body turns to soil without a fight.
And I can finally hear your ghost tonight but what's the point?
I hope you're too ashamed to speak.

Don't you worry death will keep you company.
I've been worried for you.

Speak to me I'll set you free.
I'll celebrate a different side of me.


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Dirt Doesnt Travel song meanings
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