Sunlight has found its path strained
Clawing 'tween grey skies and leaves
Reflecting a face in the stream
Once mine, but no more it seems

I'm not the one who brought upon this fate
Nor am I the one who threw it all away
Entangled canopy, the shelter overhead
Observed in silence, no pity for the dead

Fashioned a headstone out of dirt
Mixed it with runoff from the earth
Here lies something more
Then just bones and tissue from the deceased

Covered by branches
Sheltered from rain
Night has finally advanced
And quieted day

Light fading
Standing over a grave built for the world
I dig this grave
I dig this grave
I dig this grave for the whole wide world

I'm not the one who brought upon this fate
Nor am I the one who threw it all away
Entangled canopy, the shelter overhead
Observed in silence, no pity for the dead