At
the Tambun graveyard
The
sleeping beauty of all ages
Lying
in wait for a faith
The
resurrection of life
The
truth is the host died
Leaving
the soul to travel
Far
into the future
Where
it will seek a new
The
weather is hot
Though
the wind keep it cool
There
aren't many to pay respects
On
a Saturday morning
The
florist makes the kill
She
is the only selling her flowers
Many
families buy from her
There
is no choice
Once
you suffer from depression
Once
you suffer of personal setbacks
Take
a detour and visit a graveyard
It
will help you calm your mind
You
see the death can't run
The
tombstones stay in one place
The
ground will hold tight
There
is no escape but accept the fate
Don't
surrender life
Fight
for it to live
Every
day every time
It
will make you alive
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