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"UNMARKED GRAVES" BY CALF IN PASTURE

LYRICS

Rest in peace my infant wing

Oh how you’ll fly

High above the canopy

Where clouds gather to cry

But on the day they laid you down

In a hole beneath the ground

The white bedsheet was gone

Like the sun was taunting us


Rest assured my perished bird

We’ll pay visit all the time

And on the stone we’ll drape the flowers

That you always liked

But when the sky has fallen down

I’ll be there in my sleeping gown

With arms around the stone

Just to feel a little less alone


When I try to fall asleep

Your empty stare will follow me

Your broken wings, your mangled mind

Your open wounds, your twisted spine

It’s like candy for the devil’s eyes


Rest in peace my infant wing

Oh how you’d fly

Cross the clouds and split the trees

Right into the hunter’s sights

He loads the rifle, holds his breath

And a bullet burrows in your neck

You fall in slow motion

And the cycle never ends

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