to certainty and he's upset with the fractions that remain. So I examine the maps with my eyes and at best I can trace with my finger all the way to
to certainty And he's upset with the fractions that remain So I examine these maps with my eyes And at best, I can trace with my finger all the way
saw you standing there Well, I couldn't help but stare And then her eyes said don't you leave me standing on my own Can't you see that the street side is my
song for you, for you You will make it, you will make it through I promise you, they would want you to Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there
don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me at all
imagine all that greed And avarice coming down on that child's lips? Well I hope I don't die too soon I pray the Lord my soul to save Yes, I'll be a
Don?t stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep I am the sunlight on the ripened grain I am the gentle autumn rain I am a thousand winds
at strife I'm the unluck that surrounds you and the bitter irony too Don't stand at my grave and cry I'm not there, I did not die I'm back In black and
for you, for you You will make it, you will make it through I promise you, they would want you to Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there;
imagine all that greed and avarice coming down on that child's lips Well I hope I don't die too soon I pray the Lord my soul to save Oh I'll be a good
for you, for you You will make it, you will make it through I promise you, they would want you to Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I
