Gene - For The Dead Lyrics

With every wind I hear you sing
You will be fine
With every note stuck in your throat

This is your time but
Everyone is just walking away from me
Am I really that nasty?

All the dust and dirt affects my skin
Everyone is just turning away from me
Am I really that filthy

It's cold and dark, let me in
I'm in love with this land of plenty
Full of folks that still are friendly

I've lost my will, still I see some hope
Give me a rope, I'll take it gladly
Find me a tree, make it sturdy

Bye, ma
It's my time to go
Yes, this one's for the dead