• So old it was a place beyound time.
    So cold it was sad and lonely there.
    Two homes of a time long forgotten still stood some how.
    Among the graves which one was her's.
    She lived in one of those homes back when it was warm here.
    Back when this cemetary was still a town.
    Her father never left and she couldn't move on.
    Sad is this tale.
    A dream yet so real.
    Her soul seemed sick.
    His heart a wreck.
    I tried to help.
    He pushed me out and that's when I woke up.