Early Grave

You're gonna put me in an early grave
(Six feet down)
It doesn't seem to matter what I say
(Six feet down)
How the hell did I end up this way
(Six feet down)
It really doesn't matter anyway

I saw a bird it was a nightingale
Its wings were worn and
Both its eyes were pale
It flew away before I could ask
When the hell will you take off your mask?

Six feet down
You're gonna put me in an early grave
Six feet down
It doesn't seem to matter what I say
Six feet down
How the hell did I end up this way
Six feet down
It really doesn't matter anyway

(Six feet down)
This one time I saw a photograph
The Nightingale was sitting on a path
The trees around it seemed to wilt away
I'm sure it doesn't matter anyway

(Six feet down)
Just last night I'm driving in the rain
I caught a glimpse of something in the shade
It was the Nightingale just like before
That thing will kill me if I see it anymore

Skies are grey
Clouds part way
Shine on me now
On my way

Earth to Earth
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust

Six feet down
You're gonna put me in an early grave
Six feet down
It doesn't seem to matter what I say
Six feet down
How the hell did I end up this way
Six feet down
It really doesn't matter anyway
Six feet down
You're gonna put me in an early grave



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Martin Heavey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link