The wine we once shared still numbs my tongue,
While this procession plays my last song,
That earthen grave is expecting me,
There will be home eternally.
Ref.:
Over my bones,
The grass will grow,
Grow over me...
I see the shallow skies over me,
And hear the sadness of the widow's weep,
Earth starts to crumble, as this casket lows,
And dirt will cover my frozen soul.
Ref.:
Over my bones,
The grass will grow,
Grow over me...
While this procession plays my last song,
That earthen grave is expecting me,
There will be home eternally.
Ref.:
Over my bones,
The grass will grow,
Grow over me...
I see the shallow skies over me,
And hear the sadness of the widow's weep,
Earth starts to crumble, as this casket lows,
And dirt will cover my frozen soul.
Ref.:
Over my bones,
The grass will grow,
Grow over me...