My Stone

clear this stone of leaves so dry
for this stone I hide and lie
in this world I want to see
all this stone has took from me
or perhaps that I'm free

never had the time before
never did what I wanted to
now that I regret it more
life is short, I never knew

I had a list for when I die
people to haunt that made me cry
and you know that I will try

a lot of words to etch on stone
a lot of work for rotting bone
The folks I left must love me well
to give a stone to leave me shell

am I out their, I can't say
am I comming someday
did I float and fly away
would I sink, in hell I lay
did I Just die, turn to clay
Just for now I'm died today

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