Dirt from Dirt by Lightmare

when I am dead, don’t bury me
wrap my body ‘round a tree
plant me in the fields of waste
where green is--by our hands--erased

I will be gone, far gone
you will be gone one day, far gone
oh, the dirt is waiting patiently
the dirt is waiting patiently

and on this tree don’t leave my name
or indicate there who is lain
the tree will drink me up in time
and leave behind no trace of mine

I will be gone, far gone
you will be gone one day, far gone
oh, the dirt is waiting patiently
the dirt is waiting patiently

not ashes but returned to earth
in proof that death is, too, rebirth.
not ashes but returned to earth
in proof that death is, too, rebirth.

I will be gone, far gone
you will be gone one day, far gone
oh, the dirt is waiting patiently
the dirt is waiting patiently
the dirt is waiting patiently
the dirt is waiting patiently

• Rock
• soul punk
• Washington