I wrote a song for the ones that I remember
A memory's lament, all the lovers I have met
Well I wrote a song for the the ones that I forget And take these, dreams from me
I don't need an easy way now
They're just dragging my body around Well I buried my brother, I
Buried my lover, I
Buried my head in my hands And you said
All of my burdens are
Too much to bear, and your fingers through my hair
When I wanted you to stay with me You come from the forest I bet
With hair as long as a sunset
You come from the forest I bet
With soul as good as a hunter's guess And I was, younger than you
Well I saw these wicked ways
Another bill that time will pay Well I buried my brother, I
Buried my lover, I
Buried my head in my hands And you said
All of my burdens are
Too much to bear, And your fingers through my hair
When I wanted you to stay with me
Who knew you'd be leaving me for Buried my brother, I
Buried my lover, I
Buried my head in my hands And you said
All of my burdens are
Too much to bear, And your fingers through my hair
When I wanted you to stay with me
Who knew you'd be leaving me for dead