I live drowned in quicksand
I saw the last falling leaf
I wore bones of my past
I’m hidden by the ground
I live among roots

I live drowned in quicksand
I saw the last falling leaf
I wore bones of my past
You wrap me
you accuse me
I live among roots
You wrap me
you accuse me

I would live dancing in a sunburst morning
wondering who’s singing on our graves
you buried me
you accused me

I would be dancing in a sunburst morning
wondering who’s singing on our graves
who buried me,
who accused me.

Instead of being here
I would be there
drowned in quicksand.

On our graves
Who buried me?
Who abused me?
Who’s singing on our graves?
Who buried me?
Who accused me?

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