Names eroded away
Crumbling grey stone
Black sky flashes white
The flare of St. Elmo's Fire
The ground splits open for me
To embrace his body
And I'll leave him to the leaves
That spiral around the trees
Wish I could make this move counter clockwise
The leaves would rise to their trees
The sun set in the east
And the bodies bloom from their graves
The still born's cry was silent
Grey fist unclenching
I try to slow my breathing
Tense my grip on the flashlight
Try to find the right words
To explain this miracle
His body is animated
His eyes are opening for the first time
Take the body and bury it in the snow
The ground is too cold to let go of its bones
In the springtime the rain feeds the mold
Skin melts into soil into primrose
Bombastic Dream Pussy - Pet Sematary Lyrics
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English
Names eroded away
Crumbling grey stone
Black sky flashes white
The flare of St. Elmo's Fire
The ground splits open for me
To embrace his body
And I'll leave him to the leaves
That spiral around the trees
Wish I could make this move counter clockwise
The leaves would rise to their trees
The sun set in the east
And the bodies bloom from their graves
The still born's cry was silent
Grey fist unclenching
I try to slow my breathing
Tense my grip on the flashlight
Try to find the right words
To explain this miracle
His body is animated
His eyes are opening for the first time
Take the body and bury it in the snow
The ground is too cold to let go of its bones
In the springtime the rain feeds the mold
Skin melts into soil into primrose
Crumbling grey stone
Black sky flashes white
The flare of St. Elmo's Fire
The ground splits open for me
To embrace his body
And I'll leave him to the leaves
That spiral around the trees
Wish I could make this move counter clockwise
The leaves would rise to their trees
The sun set in the east
And the bodies bloom from their graves
The still born's cry was silent
Grey fist unclenching
I try to slow my breathing
Tense my grip on the flashlight
Try to find the right words
To explain this miracle
His body is animated
His eyes are opening for the first time
Take the body and bury it in the snow
The ground is too cold to let go of its bones
In the springtime the rain feeds the mold
Skin melts into soil into primrose
Writer: Hayley McNichol
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