When my soul slipped out from the grave
They were broken down from naming escapades
With the dew of the harbor fresh on their tongues
They packed their bags and abandoned this town once again
When my bones were finally laid
The crows all perched on the cemetery gates
And the lord and his mother stayed awake through the night
And everything was alright
But the silence is felt for miles
Between the trees of the hollow where I lay
Waiting still for their return
But even now, will i ever learn?