I Am Stretched On Your Grave- Sinead O'Connor
I am stretched on your grave
And will lie there forever
If your hands were in mine
I'd be sure we'd not sever
My apple tree my brightness
It's time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am worn by the weather
When my family thinks
That I'm safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head
Calling out to the air
With tears hot and wild
My grief for the girl
That I loved as a child
Do you remember
The night we were lost
In the shade of the blackthorn
And the chill of the frost
Thanks be to Jesus
We did what was right
And your maiden head still
Is your pillar of light
The priests and the friars
Approach me in dread
Because I still love you
My love and you're dead
I still would be your shelter
Through rain and through storm
And with you in your cold grave
I cannot sleep warm
So I'm stretched on your grave
And will lie there forever
If you hands were in mine
I'd be sure we'd not sever
My apple tree my brightness
It's time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am worn by the weather
Yeats Grave - Cranberries
Silenced by death in the grave
W B Yeats couldn't save
Why did you stand there
'Where you sickened in time
But I know by now
Why did you sit here?
In the GRAVE
W.B. Yeats "Second"
Why should I blame her
That she filled my days
With misery or that she would of late
Have taught to ignorant men violent ways
Or hurled the little street upon the great
Had they but courage
Equals to desire
Sad that Maud Gonne Couldn't stay
But she had Mac Bride anyway
And you sit here with me
On the isle Inisfree
And you writing down everything
But i know by now
Why did you sit here
In the grave...
Why should I blame her
Had they but courage equals to desire
The Icicle Melts- Cranberries
When
When will the icicle melt,
And when
When will the picture show end
I should not have read the papers today
'Cause a child,child he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
How could you hurt a child
Now does this make you satisfied
I don't know what's
happening to people today
When a child, he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
There's a time for the mother that cried
And she will hold him in
her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And you will hold him in
your arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
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