Walkin' past the graveyard
We're holdin' in our breathes
It's a long way to the corner
Trying not to wake the guests
inside the rows of mausoleums,
the gate with iron wings
They are there, though we can't see them
as the breath inside is burnin'

'til the games we play as children
come to harden into bone
Runnin' from this city made of stone

I'm walkin' past the graveyard
May the breath inside me stay
As I stumble out the barroom
Or I'm face-down in the hallway

Where the games we played as children
keep us safe when we're alone
Hiding from this city made of stone

I'm walkin' past the graveyard
Another year has past
And the breath that I've been holding
is rising up and lasts
until it burns through all the sadness
This breathe just wants to spill
But if I've grieving, then I'm talking
Then I'm kneeling on the hill and saying...

How I miss you
How I miss you
How I miss you
How I miss you still


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