Gravestones

Look for me every night

If you half close your eyes you can make out mine in the ghostly light

And you'll hear me cry "it's not me"

Though you shrink in fear, i am nowhere near

I'm apparently not fit to rest here

Were my grave and wake for my mother's sake?

For if you care to exhume, you'll see it's not my tomb

You'll find no bones, no sticks - only stones

Cos whatever i did, i must've paid high

Cos there's nothing left to remember me by

And the people i see at night say it serves me right

If i knew my crime, would i suffer more?

If i wasn't blind to those days before?

I know that all these stones that serve to replace my bones

Were laid to hide whate'er revenge was played that night

But the sound of the dark, i've heard it before

And the people i see in my sleep said they'd seen me run from the law

Well is there anything that they don't know?

I know that where i lie, i can't see hill or sky

I'm somewhere below, paying for what, i don't know

Cos whatever hearts broke, what houses were burned

Whomever was slain and what friendships were spurned

They made sure i learned that there's nothing worse than to not know

There's nothing worse than to not know