Silver Gallows کے بول

She drove me home after the fire went out And showed me her silver gallows We talked until our moon came out And reflected in the shallows I'll sway in the breeze long after the crows pick me clean You'll watch my body twist and turn with eyes of light I never gave you in life and All of the mournful gather 'round This silver noose I hang from still And when you finally cut me down Don't bury me in the garden We both know nothing will grow there And I need old dirt to roll in I'll sway in the breeze long after the crows pick me clean You'll watch my body twist and turn with eyes of light I never gave you in life and All of the mournful gather 'round This silver noose I hang from still And I'll swing for the rest of my days It's okay, I found rhythm to sway