[Lyric] You Dont Know (Steady Hands)

In a field there's a grave that's been crumbling with age
Without flowers, or black made of gold
It was put there one day by a preacher who would say
"Dear God, save this forgotten soul"
But he won't

Well I stood in those aisles every morning as a child
Speaking words that roll [?] off the tongue
And with each passing verse
In my head it got burned
Till the meaning got lost in the rhyme

Someday I'll grow in a church here alone
With no one [?]
You'll be [?]
But you don't know

Woah
You don't know
Woah
You don't know
Some day I'll grow old
I'll be as stubborn as that stone
Rеmind you what you're living for
You'll be dust and I'll be bonеs

But you don't know