For the Dead

With every wind I hear you sing
"You will be fine"
With every note stuck in your throat
"This is your time", but
Everyone's just walking away from me
Am I really that nasty?
All the dust and the dirt affects my skin
Everyone's just turning away from me
Am I really that dirty?
It's dark and cold, so let me in

I'm in love with this land of plenty
Full of folk that still are friendly
I've lost my will, but still I see some hope
Give me a rope, I'll take it gladly
Find me a tree, make sure it's sturdy
Bye Ma!
It's my time to go
Yes, this one's for the dead.

With every wind I hear you sing
"You will be mine"
With every note, oh God I hear you choke
"This is your time", but
Everyone's just walking away from me
Am I really that nasty?
All the dust and the dirt affects my skin
Everyone's just turning away from me
Am I really that filthy?
It's dark and cold, so let me in

Oh yes I'm in love with this land of plenty
We laugh a lot but deliver gently
I've lost my will, but still I see some hope
Give me a rope, I'll take it gladly
Find me a tree and make it snappy
Goodbye Ma!
It's my time to go
Yes, this one's for the dead.
Yes, this one's for the dead.