All I found in Harrow's Field
Were furrows, dark, that would not yield
The Vigilant Digger will dig my grave
Of an earth made of things I cannot say
And build a cenotaph that stands
Where we once kneeled

Saying, "Oh"
Saying, "Oh"
"I wish I was alive, I wish I was alive"
Saying, "Oh"
Saying, "Oh"
"I wish I was alive, I wish I was alive"
But no one really is


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