Six feet above
Standing six feet above
Your name engraved in a stone
Kneeling and praying for your soul
Everytime I come around I hear that song
Turning and returning in my head
But there’s only the wind playing with the trees
And the silence of my heart
I walk among graves of so many unknown
People someone loved once upon
Abondoned flowers, deleted names
Broken crosses on the paths
I remember the time
I remember the pain
When you left my world
Hanging six feet above
At the end of the rope
I’m coming, laying close to you