Voltaire
The Churchyard
A bell in a churchyard
It yells for me to begin
And my hands, they tremble and shake
While a chill burrows under my skin
It rains in the valley
It rains from the skies
And it's raining deep inside my soul
And it pours up and out of my eyes

Not long ago, you were here in my arms
And I swore I would protect you from harm
Now here we are
On this hill, 'neath the tree
In the Churchyard at dawn
How could we've fallen so far?

The earth is a blood-red clay
That cakes to my heels
And the spade grows heavy as lead
And my heart it is heavier still
In a bough there's a raven
And his eyes fix me with a stare
Then he turns and screams at the sky
And it burns like the truth in my ears

Not long ago, you were here in my arms
And I swore I would protect you from harm
Now here we are
On this hill, 'neath a tree
In the Churchyard at dusk
How could we've fallen so far?
No one should find out how it feels
Standing here, hoping and praying
You'll awake from this awful ordeal
No one should find out what it's like
Standing here, digging a hole in which to bury
Your child and your wife

When they are finished
They look like wounds on a hill
Two graves, that lay side by side
For my life and my lover to fill

No one should find out how it feels
Standing here, hoping and praying
You'll awake from this awful ordeal
No one should find out what it's like
Standing here, not having the means
To buy the medicine to save their lives