On this hill top
I buried you
As a younger man,
We gathered 'round
Your empty husk
And spoke of how you were so loved
And as the sun died
I promised that I'd seek you out
Well now the years have weathered me
And soon I'll claim you for my arms again
And if our hearts all disappear
And if our bones, they crumble to the soil
Well all our love will rise again
And if our hearts all disappear
And if our bones, they crumble to the soil
And all our love will rise again
And we'll float to the sea
And if our hearts all disappear
And if our bones, they crumble to the soil
And all our love will rise again
And we'll float to the sea
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