| You cut your eye teeth on stone
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| Your feet stood firm in the soil
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| Your life is survived by your deeds
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| We will remember and honor your name
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| A grave is a grim horse
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| To ride
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| I passed through the darkness this night
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| With my face pressed into the earth
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| Thin is the veil, thick is the skin
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| To cross the borderlands of flesh
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| A grave is a grim horse
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| To ride
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| As I lie on this house of bones
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| Speak to me now of time’s strange berries
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| Do ages repeat all the same?
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| Tell me what you see out there
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| A grave is a grim horse
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| To ride
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| To cross this bridge of shadow
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| Visions of silence all told
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| What the dead reveal to the living
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| My blanket can’t keep out this cold
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| A grave is a grim horse
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| To ride |