The Tide

Finding the grave of my father
Was harder than I thought it could be
My sister scattered his ashes in fright
And the river carried him out to sea.
There was no time for him to say
Goodbye to me.

Death, when you find me
Take pity on my bones
Carry me away the very same way
First by the river, then by the sea
Let the tide carry me
Let the tide take me

Recorded by The Sighs of Monsters and available at Bandcamp.

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