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Cyrus Jones 1810 to 1913
Made his great grandchildren believe
You could live to 103
A hundred and three is forever when you’re just a little kid
So, Cyrus Jones live forever

Gravedigger
When you dig my grave
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain
Gravedigger

Muriel Stonewall 1903 to 1954
She lost both of her babies in the second great war
Now, you should never have to watch your only children lowered in the ground
I mean – you should never have to bury your own babies

Gravedigger
When you dig my grave
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain
Gravedigger

Ring around the rosey
Pocket full of posey
Ashes to ashes
{Musical intro}
We all fall down

Gravedigger
When you dig my grave
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain
Oh Gravedigger

Little Mikey Carson ’67 to ’75
He rode his bike like the devil until the day he died
When he grows up he wants to be Mr. Vertigo on the flying trapeze
Oh, 1940 to 1992–

Gravedigger
When you dig my grave
could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain
Grave digger
When you dig my grave
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain
I can feel the rain
I can feel the rain
Gravedigger
When you dig my grave
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain
Gravedigger
Grave digger

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all this time
we wait on this shallow line
for a martyr to save our lives when you can’t.
a warning sign
a lack in reaction time
mixed with a war to fight keeps us here.
the tide is in
it’s time we all learn to swim
these rooftops won’t save our lives and nor did you.
everything’s all right.

nothing’s ok. we’ve been lied to. we’re so frail
you can pray, scream out his name
while they all keep sinking away.

a hope a cure
reminds me this seems absurd to stay
and find who you swore to save, well you can’t
let us in, let us in we can’t find shelter in time.
life is all we have.
cause everything’s alright. just keep on saying…

nothing’s ok. we’ve been lied to. we’re so frail
you can pray, scream out his name
while they all keep sinking.

all this time’s gone by, the taste of revenge.
a blood thirsty grin, it’s all ok.
nothing’s ok.

sing loud – sing louder – sing to feel – sing for everyone
please sing loud – sing louder – sing to heal – sing for everyone

sing for life sing for choices
sing for everyone without voices

sing for…
love – laughter – everyone here and after.
fear – hatred – everyone less than sacred.
life – choices – everyone without voices.
you can pray while they all keep sinking away.

a hero won’t come in time. a martyr won’t save our lives.
he can’t.