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A Cemetery of Sorts

from I Am Only Above the Ground by More Than Skies

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A Cemetery of Sorts

I am no man of means and I only waste my time
practicing what I love and preaching that I'm fine.
I want your sympathy, I need all your support,
so I can assume the role and take what I afford.

The band still needs me, so I'm not leaving.
Though I still believe in spring, the autumn will arrive.

The yard becomes a mass burial ground,
a cemetery of sorts.
With looming arms of trees, ashamed of what they lost.
They trade the summer's shade for a winter wrought with lust and pain.
Are we not the same?

I am no man of wealth, who knows when I will wed?
I want to fall in love, no thought to where we rest.
I am no prodigal, I know that I am lost,
but once I find the plan, I'm taking my first chance.

The road less travelled, feels too crowded.
I'm never getting any place, with the pace I'm at.

This town's become a mass burial ground,
a cemetery of sorts.
With all my friends and loved ones berating every move.
They're stuck on who we were and how things never change,
but my love has lived and died and I am not the same.

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from I Am Only Above the Ground, track released February 23, 2012

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