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Oh when death does walk you home
They will take your bones
And rest them peacefully
And if this is all too much
You know death and such
What's the rush
I bought a house up on that hill
Went and made it fill
With things
And every year when autumn's stirrin'
The birds
Use their wings
Where do they go, people want to know
Some say heaven, some say
