Lyrics A Stranger's Grave - Hexvessel

A Stranger's Grave

She put on her old scuffed fan shoes
Wore her favourite navy blue suit, fixed her hair
Before she lay on a strangers grave
Felt her grip on the world disappear
She traced all the names under the photograph
Was it really him or just another man?
So hard to tell…
But in the corner of her eye she would picture him
A familiar voice or the sound of his steps
Upon a stormy wave they are swept away
Just like paper boots in a sails dream
Or the light that plays on a half-lit face
The sound of the sea is a bloodbeat
Of drums from the heart’s silent scream
Silent scream, bloodbeat dream