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Roses on a grave

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Lyrics

Instrumental Intro

Verse 1

Winter came and took the light from me

My hands are pale and thin

I keep your photograph beneath my coat

Buried deep within my skin

Snow falls on the hill where we once stood

The yew tree bends and moans

Chorus

You are gone and I am cinders now

You are gone and I am cinders now

I wear your ring upon a thread of rust

You are gone and I am cinders now

Verse 2

The chapel doors are shut and nailed

A crow sits on the stone

I trace the letters that your mother chose

And I sit here alone

Some nights I hear you humming in the hall

Some nights I hear you weep

Chorus

You are gone and I am cinders now

You are gone and I am cinders now

I wear your ring upon a thread of rust

You are gone and I am cinders now

Bridge

Cold

So cold

Your mouth

Your hands

The frost has grown across my windowpane

I am the hollow that your leaving made

I am the hollow that your leaving made

Chorus

You are gone and I am cinders now

You are gone and I am cinders now

I wear your ring upon a thread of rust

You are gone and I am cinders now

Guitar Solo

Chorus

You are gone and I am cinders now

You are gone and I am cinders now

I wear your ring upon a thread of rust

You are gone and I am cinders now

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