Look for me every night, if you half close your eyes
You can make out mine in the ghostly light
And you'll hear me cry, "It's not me
Though you shrink in fear, I am nowhere near
I'm apparently not fit to rest here
Were my grave and wake for my mother's sake
For if you care to exhume you'll see it's not my tomb
You'll find no bones, no sticks, only stones
Cause whatever I did, I must've paid high
Cause there's nothing left to remember me by
And the people I see at night say it serves me right
If I knew my crime would I suffer more?
If I wasn't blind to those days before
I know that all these stones that serve to replace my bones
Were laid to hide whatever revenge was played that night
But the sound of the dark, I've heard it before
And the people I see in my sleep said they'd seen me run from the law
Well, is there anything that they don't know?
Artist: Cousin Kevin
Artist: Asp
Artist: Residents
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