[Verse 1]
Down from your mother's hill
Across that canyoned ground
Obscured by scrub and shade
Is where they can be found
Five old tombstones bare
Standing there,
Like some crooked smile
They may be unloved sons or vagabonds
Cursed to rest without a name
Or poor left over from the war
Victims of contempt or shame
But what seems clearly buried here
Are secrets only death could keep
[Chorus]
There is something here that calls to me
That bеckons to be heard
From the deep bеneath, it resonates
Then echoes through the dirt
Until just before my ear it waits
And wonders if it's safe
To speak to me
Speak to me from beyond the grave
[Verse 2]
Most nights I retire to the house,
That old, decrepit, whitewashed tomb
With scarce a guest and little rest
I pace around from room to room
Like peeling patterns in the paint
Might hold some kind of clue
I pore through diaries long since gone
Their brittle pages, yellow-white
With dust and poison in the air
Suspended in slow motion light
And even in between the lines
I still can’t find the truth
[Chorus]
There is something here that calls to me
That beckons to be heard
From the deep beneath, it resonates
Then echoes through the dirt
Until just before my ear it waits
And wonders if it's safe
To speak to me
Speak to me from beyond the grave
[Verse 3]
The longer that I tarry here
My senses all grow more attuned
The more this place pervades my soul
My every waking hour consumed
And I’ve considered once or twice
Perhaps the voice was mine
But there is one place I know answers lie
The only place I've rarely been
And they don’t trust just anyone
I wonder if they'll let me in
As I stand near and listen here
I can almost make it out
[Chorus 2]
So I will press my ear against the mound
And listen for a voice
Until I sleep and dream eternally
And drift into the void
Until time erases every trace
And another comes to take my place
To speak to me
Speak to me from beyond the grave
Down from your mother's hill
Across that canyoned ground
Obscured by scrub and shade
Is where they can be found
Five old tombstones bare
Standing there,
Like some crooked smile
They may be unloved sons or vagabonds
Cursed to rest without a name
Or poor left over from the war
Victims of contempt or shame
But what seems clearly buried here
Are secrets only death could keep
[Chorus]
There is something here that calls to me
That bеckons to be heard
From the deep bеneath, it resonates
Then echoes through the dirt
Until just before my ear it waits
And wonders if it's safe
To speak to me
Speak to me from beyond the grave
[Verse 2]
Most nights I retire to the house,
That old, decrepit, whitewashed tomb
With scarce a guest and little rest
I pace around from room to room
Like peeling patterns in the paint
Might hold some kind of clue
I pore through diaries long since gone
Their brittle pages, yellow-white
With dust and poison in the air
Suspended in slow motion light
And even in between the lines
I still can’t find the truth
[Chorus]
There is something here that calls to me
That beckons to be heard
From the deep beneath, it resonates
Then echoes through the dirt
Until just before my ear it waits
And wonders if it's safe
To speak to me
Speak to me from beyond the grave
[Verse 3]
The longer that I tarry here
My senses all grow more attuned
The more this place pervades my soul
My every waking hour consumed
And I’ve considered once or twice
Perhaps the voice was mine
But there is one place I know answers lie
The only place I've rarely been
And they don’t trust just anyone
I wonder if they'll let me in
As I stand near and listen here
I can almost make it out
[Chorus 2]
So I will press my ear against the mound
And listen for a voice
Until I sleep and dream eternally
And drift into the void
Until time erases every trace
And another comes to take my place
To speak to me
Speak to me from beyond the grave
( Adam Graham )
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