Weathered hands laid you to rest
Return to earth a welcomed guest
I adorn the grave
When the world fails at saving its sons
Sons that they remiss
Then call it bliss
Willful ignorance
They'd need a flood to wash the dirt
From the blood on their hands
Why are the sick labeled as weak
Tortured by thoughts that no man would speak
Why are the youth buried beneath
When they could bury the sickness
In an unmarked grave
They know your name
A day will come they won't
I will bear your name
Carve each letter in stone
I will be your watchman
Steadfast and true
Until the ground gives way
And takes me too
When the flowers above you
Wither away or decay
I'll remain unmoved
As season pass away
Here I will keep you safe
'Til solemn willow trees
Are all the weep
Near this place
If flame should take the trees
My child sleep in peace
For the will of fire
Means nothing to me
They know your name
A day will come they won't
I will bear your name
Carve each letter in stone
I will be your watchman
Steadfast and true
Until the ground gives way
And takes me too
When the flowers above you
Wither away or decay
I'll remain unmoved
I will be your watchman
Steadfast and true
Until the ground gives way
And takes me too
When the flowers above you
Wither away or decay
I'll remain unmoved
No longer will you suffer alone
Eternally the dead and the stone
Give me the weight lay down your arms
I will stand Guard