Waking on a train dreaming, charmed alone they started speaking.
Captured in his artist way before the memories fade away.
To remember a face, and you're home or want to.
Certain they would meet soon, paint a portrait of a family.
Sigle light on, single way, single light away.
The night fell.
Saw a painting on the stairwell to mourn the passing of a daughter dear.
Her soul upon the train so far so near.
Just close your eyes and you're home.
Come as we go far away
from then oise of the street
walk a path so narrow
to a place where we feel at ease
some think it is haunting
to be drawn to the cemetery ground
as we
there's a stillness here
thankful found
child's pose angelic
a stone lamb at her feet
part the matted overgrowth
to read the carven elegy
some think it so haunting
to be drawn to the cemetery ground
as we
there's a stillness here
thankful found
born in New Albion
of Rice family elite
wed to Myron Bilowe
thrice with sons
blessed was she
some think it so haunting
to be drawn to the cemetery ground
as we
God's acre is a fenced in
hollow ground
here soon to rise up
Amelia tender and sweet
her last words spoke
all is well
all is peace
some think it so haunting
to be drawn to the cemetery ground
as we
God's acre is a fenced in
hollow ground